by: George Reston Malloch
I have known many women, and I know
- That love is sweeter unfulfilled.
- Cast not your heavy eyes upon me so,
- Love-weary child!
- Our souls held commune sweetly, as they willed,
- And it is sweeter, fairer, so.
- Sweeter to sit, hands clasped and voices still'd,
- In the evening glow.
- HE: I have
known no man, ever--and I know
- That all my body burns for you.
- Surges from some vast ocean ebb and flow
- My hot veins through.
- And while our souls communed, in me there grew
- A hungry, passionate, wild glow.
- My flesh is yearning for your flesh, a new,
- Immense, strange throe.
MORE POEMS BY GEORGE RESTON MALLOCH
"Knowledge" is reprinted
from Poetica Erotica. Ed. T.R. Smith. New York: Crown