PRAYER
by: F. Jacobs
 HY do you
not calm me, sweet,
- When I tremble so, and cannot cease?
- When I am alone, and you come to me,--
- However warm the day,--
- Such a quivering seizes me,
- Such a merciless, poignant shaking,
- All my very lips I cannot control,
- Till you gather me in your warm strong arms,
- Till you have kissed me into a fever,
- Till your steady calm has penetrated my body,
- And reassured my trembling one
- That all is well,
- That you are here.
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"Prayer" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown
Publishers, 1921. |
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