01.05.2012, 15:43
Seeking
BRIGHT eyes, sweet lips, with sudden fevers fill
My strong blood, running wildly, as it must;
But lips and eyes too soon beget distrust.
A soft touch sends a momentary thrill
Through sense unsubservient to the will;
But warm caresses leave a dim disgust;
Like Dead-Sea apples, kisses turn to dust.
I kiss; I feast; but I am hungry still.
O, where is She - that straight and upright soul -
True friend, true mate, true woman - where is She?
True heart - as true as needle to the pole -
True to the truth, not only true to me -
Worth all I have to give - the best - the whole.
When shall these eyes Her unknown beauty see?
BRIGHT eyes, sweet lips, with sudden fevers fill
My strong blood, running wildly, as it must;
But lips and eyes too soon beget distrust.
A soft touch sends a momentary thrill
Through sense unsubservient to the will;
But warm caresses leave a dim disgust;
Like Dead-Sea apples, kisses turn to dust.
I kiss; I feast; but I am hungry still.
O, where is She - that straight and upright soul -
True friend, true mate, true woman - where is She?
True heart - as true as needle to the pole -
True to the truth, not only true to me -
Worth all I have to give - the best - the whole.
When shall these eyes Her unknown beauty see?