Oh, living flame of love That tenderly woundest my soul in its deepest centre, Since thou art no longer oppressive, perfect me now if it be thy will, Break the web of this sweet encounter. Oh, sweet burn! Oh, delectable wound! Oh, soft hand! Oh, delicate touch That savours of eternal life and pays every debt! In slaying, thou hast changed death into life. Oh, lamps of fire, In whose splendours the deep caverns of sense Which were dark and blind with strange brightness Give heat and light together to their Beloved! How gently and lovingly thou awakenest in my bosom, Where thou dwellest secretly and alone! And in thy sweet breathing, full of blessing and glory, How delicately thou inspirest my love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVE POEM by KAREN SWENSON UNMANIFEST DESTINY by RICHARD HOVEY THE NEW EZEKIEL by EMMA LAZARUS SCUM O' THE EARTH' by ROBERT HAVEN SCHAUFFLER ESCAPE AT BEDTIME by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE BROKEN FIELD by SARA TEASDALE FANTAISIES DECORATIVES: 2. LES BALLOONS by OSCAR WILDE ECLOGUE: FATHER COME HWOME by WILLIAM BARNES ALFARABI; THE WORLD-MAKER. A RHAPSODICAL FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |