A vague pearl, a wan pearl <br />You showed me once; I peered through far-gone winters <br />Until my mind was fog-bound in that gem. <br /> <br />Blue diamonds, cold diamonds <br />You shook before me, so that out of them <br />Glittered and glowed vast diamond dawns of spring. <br /> <br />Tiger-eyed rubies, wrathful rubies <br />You rolled. I watched their hot hearts fling <br />Flames from each glaring summer of my life. <br /> <br />Quiet amber, mellow amber <br />You lifted; and behold the whole air rife <br />With evening, and the auburn autumn cloud. <br /> <br />But pale skin, your pearl skin <br />Show this to me, and I shall have surprise <br />Of every snow-lit dawn before it break. <br /> <br />But clear eyes, your fresh eyes <br />Open; that I may laugh, and lightly take <br />All air of early April in one hour. <br /> <br />But brown curls, O shadow me with curls, <br />Full of September mist, half-gleam, half-glower, <br />And I shall roam warm nights in lands far south.<br /><br />Wilfred Owen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spells-and-incantations/
