When thy hand touches mine, through all the mesh Of intricate and interlaced veins Shoot swift delights that border on keen pains: Flesh thrills to thrilling flesh. When in thine eager eyes I look to find A comrade to my thought, thy ready brain Delves down and makes its inmost meaning plain: Mind answers unto mind. When hands and eyes are hid by seas that roll Wide wastes between us, still so near thou art I count the very pulses of thy heart@3:@1 Soul speaketh unto soul. So every law, or human or divine, In heart and brain and spirit makes thee mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAMSON AGONISTES by JOHN MILTON WINTER RAIN by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI NORTHERN FARMER, OLD STYLE by ALFRED TENNYSON TOLEDO CAPTURED BY THE FRANKS by AL-ASSAL PSALM 37. NOLI AEMULARI by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE IN MEMORIAM A.M.W.; SEPTEMBER, 1910 (FOR A SOLEMN MUSIC) by GORDON BOTTOMLEY UPON MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND HIS GOING INTO ENGLAND, 1661 by ANNE BRADSTREET AN EPISTLE THROWN INTO A RIVER IN A BALL OF WAX by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |