There are sparkles of rain on the bright
Hair over your forehead;
Your eyes are wet and your lips
Wet and cold, your cheek rigid with cold.
Why have you stayed
Away so long, why have you only
Come to me late at night
After walking for hours in wind and rain?
Take off your dress and stockings;
Sit in the deep chair before the fire.
I will warm your feet in my hands;
I will warm your breasts and thighs with kisses.
I wish I could build a fire
In you that would never go out.
I wish I could be sure that deep in you
Was a magnet to draw you always home.
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hmm
From guest guest (contact)
how did he write it in 2005 if he died in 1982?
What was your opinion on the poem I wonder?
2005 is the year this poem was originally added to the older version of Oldpoetry. With this newer version we are able to overcome this problem. Thanks for bringing it to our attention - it's now fixed. (OP Team) -
not repetitive at all
From guest C (contact)
Your eyes are wet and your lips Wet and cold, your cheek rigid with cold. He is taking in one feature at a time which adds to the allure for me. First her eyes, then lips then cheek and so on. One of my favorites. -
From guest al (contact)
"Your eyes are wet and your lips Wet and cold, your cheek rigid with cold." that bit's very.. repetitive -
beautifully written, a man desperate to give his love to the one woman whom he truly loves, yet is rarely given the chance. a magnet to xraw you always home...wonderful.
kenneth rexroth had a wonderful way of using common language laced w/ pure poetic perfection. -
this is a very awesome piece of work keep it up
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