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That unpetals marvellously Beneath my lips. II The perfume of her flesh says with me,I Her mouth is a crushed flower Dwells in my mouth and nostrils After she has gone, So that no flavour of wine or flower Can conquer it. III The crimson that dyes her lips Dyed mine, so close were our kisses; All day I felt its soft caress Making smooth my lips. IV She has but to turn her head And lay her lips to mine For all my blood to throb tumultuously: She is so shudderingly beautiful. V When I am bitter sad With the emptiness of harsh days The memory of her kissing mouth Burns me to gladness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON IN THE TRENCHES by RICHARD ALDINGTON VICARIOUS ATONEMENT by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 1 by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 2 by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 3 by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 4 by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 5 by RICHARD ALDINGTON IMAGES: 6 by RICHARD ALDINGTON |
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