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
- Totem by Sylvia Plath
- 11 Amazing Autistic Famous People
- October by William Cullen Bryant
- Sometimes by Vinko Kalinić
- One Being Brought From Africa To America by Phillis Wheatley
- To the Pay Toilet by Marge Piercy
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Над синим мраком ночи длинной
- Epitaph In Three Parts by Sylvia Plath
- Юнна Мориц – Бетани
- Gipsies by William Wordsworth
- Николай Заболоцкий – Поход
- Niagara by Vachel Lindsay
- I Want To Die In My Own Bed by Yehuda Amichai
- Oh fair enough are sky and plain poem – A. E. Housman
- Олег Григорьев – Вечером девочка Мила
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).
