Poetry Turnstyle: Secundus


Kisses told by Hundreds o’er!

Thousands told by Thousands more!

Millions! countless Millions! then

Told by Millions o’er again!

Countless! as the drops that glide

In the Ocean’s billowy tide,

Countless! as yon orbs of light

Spangled o’er the vault of Night,

I’ll with ceaseless love bestow

On those Cheeks of crimson glow,

On those Lips of gentle swell,

On those Eyes where raptures dwell.


~ Excerpt from ‘Kiss VII’ (one of a collection of nineteen poems exploring the theme of the kiss.)

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