Why is it, since I know you now As light as any wanton is, And, knowing, need not wonder how You work that wonder of your kiss, Why is it, since I know you now, Still, in some corner of my brain, There clings a lost, last, lingering Doubt of my doubts of you again, A foolish, unforgetting thing, Still, in some corner of my brain? Is it because your lips are soft, And warm your hands, and strange your eyes, That I believe again the oft Repeated, oft permitted lies, Because your lips are warm and soft? For what you are I know you now, For what it means I know your kiss; Yet, knowing, need one wonder how, Beneath your kisses, how it is, Knowing you, I believe you now? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 66 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE GREAT BELL ROLAND; SUGGESTED BY PRESIDENT'S CALL VOLUNTEERS by THEODORE TILTON LOFT AT NIGHT by VIRGINIA ABEL CUPS OF ILLUSION by HENRY BELLAMANN SCAMPS OF ROMANCE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 39 by THOMAS CAMPION THE KNIGHT AND THE FRIAR: PART 2 by GEORGE COLMAN THE YOUNGER |