Your almond eyes Are brown with Autumn's richest, darkest hues; Long lashes droop on depths of polished jade -- A veil, but no disguise. Can I refuse The lure of such a maid? A plain knot serves To hold your sleek hair straight back from your face; Beneath your breasts a shapeless obi tied To hide entrancing curves -- Yet you are grace And charm personified! Your gentle kiss Upon my cheek, as in your arms I lie; Your soft embrace, with all its practiced art -- Could they bring aught of bliss To satisfy A restless, aching heart? You do not speak: I wonder if the music of your voice Could heighten the enchantment of your smile! Such witchery to seek Leaves me no choice -- I must remain awhile! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UPON THE NIPPLES OF JULIA'S BREAST by ROBERT HERRICK BILLY, HE'S IN TROUBLE by JAMES BARTON ADAMS LANDSCAPE; TWILIGHT by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PLAYFORD; A DESCRIPTIVE FRAGMENT by BERNARD BARTON REQUIESCIT by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT UPON MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND HIS GOING INTO ENGLAND, 1661 by ANNE BRADSTREET THE WEDDING FEAST: 4 by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH |