Sara Teasdale

Here you will find the Poem Doubt of poet Sara Teasdale

Doubt

My soul lives in my body's house,
 And you have both the house and her—
But sometimes she is less your own
 Than a wild, gay adventurer;
A restless and an eager wraith,
 How can I tell what she will do—
Oh, I am sure of my body's faith,
 But what if my soul broke faith with you?


Submitted by Venus