The poem
YOU look at me with wan, bright eyes When in the deeper world I stray: You fear some hidden ambush lies In wait to call me, “Come away.”
What if I see behind the veil Your starry self beseeching me, Or at its stern command grow pale, “Let her be free, let her be free”?
I really enjoyed this poem, and i find this to be easy to understand because it isn't too deep to catch!!!