Late Night Alumni - For Life

Wild nights, were I with thee, wild nights should be our luxury. Futile the winds to a heart in port. Done with the compass. Done with the chart. I sang to use the waiting, I didn't have to try. I'll shut the door to my house; No more to seek have I. Such a little thing to weep, so short a thing to sigh; and yet by trades the size of these we men and women die! You say goodnight like starting tonight You plan to say it the rest of my life. Wild nights, were I with thee, wild nights should be our luxury. Futile the winds to a heart in port. Done with the compass. Done with the chart. Such a little thing to weep, so short a thing to sigh; and yet by trades the size of these we men and women die! You walk outside And for a short time it seems just like for keeps and for life. Do I dare write the words or recite on of the off chance that this might be right? (Speaking parts adapted from two poems by Emily Dickenson Waiting and Such a Little Thing)