Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How fluttering swift as a bird's kiss that is, As a bird that taps at a leafy lattice; How this one clings and how that uncloses From bud to flower in the way of roses; And this through laughter and that through weeping Swims to the brim where Love lies sleeping; And this in a pout I snatch, and capture That in the ecstasy of rapture, When the odorous red-rose petals part That my lips may find their way to the heart Of the rose of the world, your lips, my rose. But no song knows The way of my heart to the heart of my rose. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RETIREMENT; TO MR. IZAAK WALTON by CHARLES COTTON WITH A COPY OF HERRICK by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE SONNET: 23. ON HIS DECEASED WIFE by JOHN MILTON THE PASSOVER IN THE HOLY FAMILY (FOR A DRAWING) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THANKSGIVING DAY by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |