Fearfully pale <br />Like the milk-white moon, <br />His body trembles <br />Like a chandelier <br />In an earthquake <br />At meeting the lady <br />Of his irrepressible dreams <br />On an ordinary street <br />Near the Monday morning bakery. <br /> <br />I’ve been that man, <br />Lost where I stand <br />Contemplating blue eyes at dawn <br />Or a yellow skirt in the afternoon. <br /> <br />Sweet intoxication of desire, <br />Lovely feminine defeat, <br />Every man is deliriously happy <br />To see a woman smile <br />Or slowly move her feet.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slowly-move-her-feet/
