KNOWLEDGE

by: George Reston Malloch (1875-1953)

E: 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.

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