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
- Sonnet (XII) : O Buddha ! I do wish to follow your golden middle path by Neelam Sinha
- The Invention of Honey by Ricardo Sternberg
- Нина Воронель – Дождливый рассвет
- Иван Бунин – Никогда вы не воскреснете, не встанете
- Ars Poetica
- Years by Sylvia Plath
- The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Asking For Roses by Robert Frost
- On Mr. Gay poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Love’s Fitfulness poem – Alfred Austin
- Василий Тредиаковский – Описание грозы, бывшей в Гааге
- Sonet 54 by William Alexander
- Sonnet LVI by William Shakespeare
- Вера Полозкова – Это не прихоть, это не блажь
- The New Faces by William Butler Yeats
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