MadLove

Mad Girl's Love Song, Sylvia Plath


"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
{I think I made you up inside my head.}

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
{I think I made you up inside my head.}

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and forget your name.
{I think I made you up inside my head.}

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
{I think I made up you inside my head.}"


Sylvia Plath