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First Line: Is this your body that my fingers touch?
Last Line: And my white dream of peace.
Alternate Author Name(s): Lewis, Michael
Subject(s): Beauty; Love


Is this your body that my fingers touch?
And are these lips but lips, that can reveal
Splendor of marching skies -- so much
More than the flesh can feel?

Under the savage heat and rude desire
A sudden glory breaks, half-felt, half-seen;
I rise upon a sea of singing fire
That lifts and sweeps me clean.

The rumble and the clash of war have gone
Into my blood that shouts its battle-cry!
Even your beauty keeps me struggling on
Toward that for which men die.

You hold me closely, yet you set me free
For unknown battles with a great release;
You are my red desire of victory
And my white dream of peace.





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