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
- The Snowman on the Moor by Sylvia Plath
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Яков Полонский – Н. А. Грибоедова
- Power Of Thought
- Hokku Poems in Four Seasons by Yosa Buson
- Владимир Высоцкий – Космонавту Ю. Гагарину
- On Returning To England poem – Alfred Austin
- Denis poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- My teacher wasn’t half as nice as yours seems to be by Roald Dahl
- Aquamarine Butterfly by Nina Gabriel
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не отдавайте в физики детей
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нет рядом никого, как ни дыши
- The Unpromised Land, Montgomery, Alabama poem – Andrew Hudgins poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Contented Wi’ Little And Cantie Wi’ Mair:
- Miscast II poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
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).
