T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
To Have and to Hold
Anonymous(From The Point of View) TO have and to hold and to kiss you, | |
’Til your eyelids softly close, | |
To strain to your side and to miss you, | |
When again the daylight glows | |
Is better far than to meet you, | 5 |
And clasping hand to hand. | |
While others, calmly greet you,— | |
They do not understand. | |
I could wish to seek you, only | |
When you feel a hungry need— | 10 |
When the hours of night are lonely | |
And the longing heart-strings bleed. | |
I would wish to hold you near me, | |
To bless you and call you fair, | |
’Til your senses ceased to fear me | 15 |
And you—not I—would dare. | |
I could wish to read your dreaming | |
And always read aright, | |
’Til the clouds and doubts of seeming, | |
In a hurried host, took flight. | 20 |
I could wish to ask no question, | |
But to know, each day and hour, | |
Each subtle, sweet suggestion; | |
Each bud that bursts to flower. | |
I could wish to bring you, ever, | 25 |
The Heaven-born gift of choice, | |
I could wish to jar you, never, | |
With thoughts I dare not voice. | |
And yet—I could wish to hold you | |
In a long, wild, mad embrace, | 30 |
’Til the tale of love was told you, | |
With the love-light on your face. | |
I could love you in storm and lightning, | |
Your heart athrill with fear, | |
Your wet limbs round me tight’ning, | 35 |
And oh! so near! so near! | |
I could love you in the morning, | |
When the sun climbs up the sky, | |
Or, the stars of midnight scorning, | |
Within your round arms—die. | 40 |
For the depth and breadth of passion, | |
Is to love with a royal will; | |
Who loveth in idle fashion, | |
The cup of joy will spill. | |
Then come, if you so must will it, | 45 |
Away to the realms of space, | |
And feed the fire of my desire, | |
With the glory in your face. | |