I Sang

I sang to you and the moon
But only the moon remembers.
      I sang
O reckless free-hearted
                        free-throated rhythms,
Even the moon remembers them
      And is kind to me.

White Shoulders

Your white shoulders
         I remember
And your shrug of laughter.

         Low laughter
         Shaken slow
From your white shoulders.

Carl Sandburg