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
- Lamia. Part I poem – John Keats poems
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Prayer of St. Francis Xavier poem – Alexander Pope
- The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Show It At The Beach by Shel Silverstein
- The Tears of Scotland by Tobias Smollett
- What Are Solar Roofing Shingles?
- A Toccata Of Galuppi’s by Robert Browning
- Love Sonnet XVII poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Wirers by Siegfried Sassoon
- Гавриил Державин – На Новый год
- Pure call of the wilderness by Vinko Kalinic
- Владимир Маяковский – Венера Милосская и Вячеслав Полонский
- Deer Enclosure by Wang Wei
- Beachy Blues poem – Andrew Neil Maternick poems | Poems and Poetry
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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).
