I have held you with joy and passion, With ecstasy sharp like pain- Blind with your kisses, dumb with your desire, Shuddering at the fierce bliss of your touch. Thus I have loved you, thus held you mine; But I must hold you in grief and anguish, In the long agony of childbirth; I must hold you by shame, I must hold you by despair, I must hold you by sin, I must hold you in death. I must possess you utterly And utterly must you possess me; So even if that dreamer's tale Of heaven and hell be true There shall be two spirits rived together Either in whatever peace be heaven Or in the icy whirlwind that is hell For those who loved each other more than God, So that the other spirits shall cry out: Ahi! Look how the ancient love yet holds to them That these two ghosts are never driven apart But kiss with shadowy kisses and still take Joy from the mingling of their misty limbs!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LET ME NOT LOSES MY DREAM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MIDSUMMER FROST (1) by ISAAC ROSENBERG TO W.P.: 4 by GEORGE SANTAYANA FACADE: 21. THE OWL by EDITH SITWELL |