Song of Myself (Excerpt)

Walt Whitman

Whitman -
1819-1892 -  was a poet, essayist and journalist. He is among the most influential American poets, often called the father of free verse. His work was very controversial in its time, particularly his collection Leaves of Grass (which includes this poem). Some called it obscene for its overt sexuality.

Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best
Only the lull I like,  the hum of your valved voice.
I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning,
How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn’d over upon me,
And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart,
And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.
Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument
Of the earth,
And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own.