Let me but feel thy look's embrace, <br />Transparent, pure, and warm, <br />And I'll not ask to touch thy face, <br />Or fold thee with mine arm. <br />For in thine eyes a girl doth rise, <br />Arrayed in candid bliss, <br />And draws me to her with a charm <br />More close than any kiss. <br /> <br />A loving-cup of golden wine, <br />Songs of a silver brook, <br />And fragrant breaths of eglantine, <br />Are mingled in thy look. <br />More fair they are than any star, <br />Thy topaz eyes divine -- <br />And deep within their trysting-nook <br />Thy spirit blends with mine.<br /><br />Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-in-a-look/
