Last night, Beloved, I saw thee in a dream, With tears of wistful wonder in thine eyes, Unfolded petals, pearled with silvery sheen, All tender, mystic, luminous of Love's skies. Adown from stars to night-wrapt hidden things, Thine ebon locks and breath, like incensewings, In soft confusion intertwined my soul. Deep longing, clinging glance to tremorous roll, In subtle scents of Moorish paradise, Strange emotions, frantic mad desire— A ray of bliss, a kiss akin to fire! Then all my secrets grew defined in shape, To worship thee, for just great Worship's sake. Closer pressed we in serene ascension, Twining hair, alluring arms, in blushing wake Up-burning in the glowing halls of Passion. Veined rich through marble tints before my sight, 'Mid shadows' lengths of languor unrestained, I watched thy Beauty yield with fond delight. From olden years, so long ago now waned, I heard thy sweetest music—e'er unsate: Eternal were we twain therein combined Through space afar—not Time's, but Love's sublime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: GOTTLIEB GERALD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PEOPLE'S SURROUNDINGS by MARIANNE MOORE |