I AM MOST LOVELY

by: George Moore (1852-1933)

AM most lovely, fair beyond desire:

My breasts are sweet, my hair is soft and bright,

And every movement flows by instinct right:

Full well I know my touch doth burn like fire,

That my voice stings the sense like smitten lyre;

I am the queen of sensuous delight;

Past years are sealed with the signet of my might;

And at my feet pale present kneels a buyer.

 

My beds are odorous with soft-shed scent,

And strange moon flowers a tremulous twilight air

Weave over all; and here, alone I sing

My siren songs, until all souls are bent

Within the subtle sweet melodious snare.

God, making love, made me love's grievous sting.

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