MY EYES upon your eyes -- So was I born, One far-off day in Paradise, A summer morn; I had not lived till then, But, wildered, went, Like other wandering men, Nor what Life meant Knew I till then. My hand within your hand -- So would I live, Nor would I ask to understand Why God did give Your loveliness to me, But I would pray Worthier of it to be, By night and day, Unworthy me! My heart upon your heart -- So would I die, I cannot think that God will part Us, you and I; The work he did undo, That summer morn; I lived, and would die too, Where I was born, Beloved, in you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER A VISIT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE ENKINDLED SPRING by DAVID HERBERT LAWRENCE VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1877 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI A SONNET by JAMES KENNETH STEPHEN GREEK POETESSES by ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA ROSA MUNDI by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SONG: THE DEATH OF THE ROSE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE BUTTERFLY'S MADRIGAL by FRANK GELETT BURGESS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THE GREAT LEADER by EDWARD CARPENTER |