Their lips upon each other's lips are laid; Strong moans of joy, wild laughter, and short cries Seem uttered in the passion of their eyes. He sees her body fair, and fallen head, And she the face whereon her soul is fed; And by the way her white breasts sink and rise, He knows she must be shaken by sweet sighs; Though all delight of sound for them be dead. They dance a strange, weird measure, who know not The tune to which their dancing feet are led; Their breath in kissing is made doubly hot With flame of pent-up speech; strange light is shed About their spirits, as they mix and meet In passion-lighted silence, 'tranced and sweet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PLEDGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON IN A RAILROAD STATION by SARA TEASDALE THE INNOVATOR by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET THE MENTAL TRAVELLER by WILLIAM BLAKE VENICE; SONNET by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE LAST GOODBYE by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 10. THE PORTRAIT by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |