Remember how the silver burnished river Coiled around the mountain's basic cliff, A single speck of black that was a-quiver You told me was a little fisher skiff? The moon was like a foamy ballet dancer With clouds of tulle afloat about her knees; Desire for you gnawed in me like a cancer When I saw your face by moonlight through the trees. While we paused on this pinnacle of wonder The land about us wrapped in heavy sleep, With perfect love, our hearts were cut asunder Because we held what mortals may not keep Within their hands; the whole of heaven's charms; A baby's peaceful sleep, a lover's arms. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NO MATTER WHAT, AFTER ALL, AND THAT BEAUTIFUL WORD SO by HAYDEN CARRUTH TRANSLUCENT FINGERS by MALCOLM COWLEY GHOSTS OF THE OLD YEAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON WORDS INTO WORDS WON'T GO by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: ANTON SOSNOWSKI by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |