Graceful son of Pan! About your forehead, crowned with flowerets and berries, your eyes, precious balls, are in motion. Stained with brown sediment, your cheeks deepen in hollows. Your fangs flash. Your chest is like a zither, your blond arms are astir with tinklings. Your heart is beating in that belly where the double sex sleeps. Walk out at night, softly moving that thigh, that second thigh, and that left leg. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 2. REJECTION by GEOFFREY CHAUCER IN AFTER DAYS; RONDEAU by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON THE BRIDGE BUILDER by WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE INCIDENT AT BRUGES by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 82. AL-RAWUF by EDWIN ARNOLD ADDRESSED TO MISS MACARTNEY, AFTERWARDS MRS. GREVILLE by WILLIAM COWPER |