English poem
You
by Rudolph Valentino (1895–1926)
Your Eyes
Your Eyes, Mystic pools Of beauteous light. Golden brown In color Deep, Yet, amber clear. Unshadowed By a frown, Fathomless, Wherein My senses Drown. Your Eyes.
Your Lips
Your Lips, Twin silken petals Of a dewy rose. Altar Of the heart Where love Kindling desire Worships unafraid. Crucible Of Passion. The rose in masquerade. Your Lips.
Your Kiss
Your Kiss, A flame Of Passion’s fire The sensitive Seal Of Love In the desire, The fragrance Of your Caress; Alas, At times I find Exquisite bitterness In Your Kiss.