And so your lips provoking me to sweat.
Your eyes that make the ones of others dirt.
And when you wet, it`s nothing I have met.
You make the rose with human feelings hurt.
But this`s not all; I have to tell your chest
That is, my dear, worth of an angel`s face.
What crazy man on it not wanting rest
Your rear be touched with more than earthly grace.
I`m sorry, bird, her voice makes yours too small.
The painter cries; her lines he cannot paint.
Who made you, woman, so entirely tall?
Oh, God! Who else can really this attain?
Who`s there to say you`re not divine? Tell me!
Your much amaze my human eyes, Lady!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Once A Great Love by Yehuda Amichai
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- Song by Seamus Heaney
- In Imitation of E. of Rochester : On Silence poem – Alexander Pope
- My Father’s Love Letters poem – Yusef Komunyakaa poems | Poetry Monster
- A HYMN TO BACCHUS by Robert Herrick
- Гавриил Державин – Ключ
- Нина Воронель – Дождливый рассвет
- The Truce of the Bear by Rudyard Kipling
- Woman Work by Maya Angelou
- Sonnet 128: How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st by William Shakespeare
- After Apple-Picking by Robert Frost
- France by Siegfried Sassoon
- The Rice Was Under Water
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
