That’s what we love about art, it seems to prefer us and stays
To You by Frank O’Hara
What is more beautiful than night
and someone in your arms
that’s what we love about art
it seems to prefer us and stays
if the moon or a gasping candle
sheds a little light or even dark
you become a landscape in a landscape
with rocks and craggy mountains
and valleys full of sweaty ferns
breathing and lifting into the clouds
which have actually come low
as a blanket of aspirations’ blue
for once not a melancholy color
because it is looking back at us
there’s no need for vistas we are one
in the complicated foreground of space
the architects are most courageous
because it stands for all to see
and for a long long time just as
the words “I’ll always love you”
impulsively appear in the dark sky
and we are happy and stick by them
like a couple of painters in neon allowing
the light to glow there over the river.
- Frank O'Hara
Which poems make you feel like you are levitating?
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