Because the chalice of your mouth, your vibrant voice, The slumbrous beauty of your eyes Are damning me, unknowingly, to hell I've asked that I might be for just an hour, omnipotence. I've asked that I might take from you The gifts you deem essential And somehow make my love libation for your sacrifice. I'll bury every vestige of all sensual, carnal things In the pristine sepulcher of your forgetfulness. My gift to you, no fair exchange, will be capacity for deep, true love And boundless faith and chastity. If this, my intercession, be fulfilled You'll never sense one slight delusion In this mad, unfettered symphony Of life and love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVOYS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CONTEMPLATIONS by ANNE BRADSTREET ROME. AT THE PYRAMID OF CESTIUS NEAR THE GRAVES OF SHELLEY by THOMAS HARDY INDEPENDENCE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU PROMETHEUS BOUND: PROMETHEUS by AESCHYLUS |