I can't feel the sunshine <br />Or see the stars aright <br />For thinking of her beauty <br />And her kisses bright. <br />She would let me kiss her <br />Once and not again. <br />Deeming soul essential, <br />Sense doth she disdain. <br />If I should once kiss her, <br />I would never rest <br />Till I had lain hour long <br />Pillowed on her breast. <br />Lying so, I'd tell her <br />Many a secret thing <br />God has whispered to me <br />When my soul took wing. <br />Would that I were Sappho, <br />Greece my land, not this! <br />There the noblest women, <br />When they loved, would kiss.<br /><br />Lesbia Harford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-can-t-feel-the-sunshine/
