Love Song

A poem by Aldous Huxley (1894 – 1963)

Dear absurd child–too dear to my cost I’ve found–

God made your soul for pleasure, not for use:

It cleaves no way, but angled broad obtuse,

Impinges with a slabby-bellied sound

Full upon life, and on the rind of things

Rubs its sleek self and utters purr and snore

And all the gamut of satisfied murmurings,

Content with that, nor wishes anything more.

A happy infant, daubed to the eyes in juice

Of peaches that flush bloody at the core,

Naked you bask upon a south-sea shore,

While o’er your tumbling bosom the hair floats loose.

The wild flowers bloom and die; the heavens go round

With the song of wheeling planetary rings:

You wriggle in the sun; each moment brings

Its freight for you; in all things pleasures abound.

You taste and smile, then this for the next pass over;

And there’s no future for you and no past,

And when, absurdly, death arrives at last,

‘Twill please you awhile to kiss your latest lover.

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