T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Mystery
By D. H. Lawrence (1885–1930)(From Amores, 1916) |
NOW I am all | |
| One bowl of kisses, | |
| Such as the tall | |
| Slim votaresses | |
| Of Egypt filled | 5 |
| For a God’s excesses. | |
| I lift to you | |
| My bowl of kisses, | |
| And through the temple’s | |
| Blue recesses | 10 |
| Cry out to you | |
| In wild caresses. | |
| And to my lips’ | |
| Bright crimson rim | |
| The passion slips, | 15 |
| And down my slim | |
| White body drips | |
| The shining hymn. | |
| And still before | |
| The altar I | 20 |
| Exult the bowl | |
| Brimful, and cry | |
| To you to stoop | |
| And drink, Most High. | |
| Oh drink me up | 25 |
| That I may be | |
| Within your cup | |
| Like a mystery, | |
| Like wine that is still | |
| In ecstasy. | 30 |
| Glimmering still | |
| In ecstasy, | |
| Commingled wines | |
| Of you and me | |
| In one fulfil | 35 |
| The mystery. | |