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…ll. I saw a living soul Flame into mortal dress ; Whose glance—a fiery coal, Whose lips—a ruby bowl Whose wine was wickedness. They were strange lips, I ween, Whereon no kiss might be, And teeth were sharp therein ; Ivory and white and keen, Tameless as hungering sea. Strange body of my desire, Voluptuous, lithe, and wan ; For, on my eyes drawn nigher,
…r, red and cruel, Those teeth that bit for joy, and clung Murderously amorous, while the young Tender flesh burned, a quivering fuel For strange desire, for strange desire, Passion and penitence, and dule, Love glowing some unholy jewel Glittering frightful mid the mire. Oh ! Love, what utter sweetness yet ! What agony of curst hell-fire, Shame, lust, and infamy, and ire, Wrath in the highest heavens set, Shame in the soul, and leaping lust On pleasure’s flaming parapet, An Infamy that I forget.
…l men’s blood ; we die Fresh from some corpse-clothed memory, some secret redolence of gloom, Some darkling murmurous song of lust quite strange to man and beast and bird, Silent in power, not overheard by any snake that eats the dust : No crimson-hooded viper knows, no silver-crested asp has guessed The strange soft secrets of my breast ; no leprous cobra shall disclose The many-seated, multiform, divine, essential joys that these Dank odours bring, that starry seas wash white in vain ; intense and warm
…l our bodies weep Thick sweet salt tears, and, clasping as of yore Within dull limits of Earth’s barren shore, Fulfil immense desires of strange new shames, Burn into one another as the flames Of our hell fuse us into one wild soul : Then, one immaculate divinest whole, Plunge, fire, within all fire, dive far to death ; Till, like king Satan’s sympathetic breath, Burn on us as a voice from far above Strange nameless elements of fire and love ; And we, one mouth to kiss, one soul to lure, For ever, wedded, one, divine, endure Far from sun, sea, …
…ht, intent to attain The summits of hills amorous, The crests desired of all of us, By that fierce superflux of pain, That battling with strange enemies, The awful holocaust of gain, And golden rushing of men slain Before Thy throne, whose woven lies, Fixed by enchantment in the dome Of fiery aether, burn with eyes Insatiate of Paradise— Fixed, if the curse of brackish foam Upon the salt unpiteous sea Be fixed, or if the faith of Rome Shall find in hearts of men a home
… hold good— How my dry throat, held hard between thy hips, Shall drain the moon-wrought flow of womanhood ! Divinest token of sterility, Strange barren fountain blushing from the womb, Like to an echo of Augustan gloom When all men drank this wine ; it maddens me With yearnings after new divinity, Prize of thy draught, some where beyond the tomb.
…ike Venus, born Of entrails foaming like the sea. Yea, thou art dead. Thy buttocks now Are swan-soft, and thou sweatest not ; And hast a strange desire begot In me, to lick thy bloody brow ;
…e. The circle gathers. Negresses howl in the naked dance, and wheel On poniard-blades of poisoned steel, and weep out blood in agonies ; Strange beast and reptile writhe ; the song grows high and melancholy now ; The perfume savours every brow with lust unutterable of wrong ; Clothed with my flower-bride I sit, a harlot in a harlot’s dress, And laugh with careless wickedness that strews the broad road of the Pit
… : Steal from his stock of suffering ; his tender mercies rob at will ; Destroy his graciousness, until he must avenge the name of king. Strange fascinations whirl and wind about my spirit lying coils ;
… throughout their web grows icy cold ? To thy red centre are my eyes held fast and fervent, as at night Some sad miasma lends a light of strange and silent blasphemies
…k of love. But then there grew A giant lust, strong as the sea ; And we with fresh delight assayed The fierce sweet bond of tribady, The strange strong sin of sodomy,
… I whispered into passionate ears The fond desires, the sweet faint fears. My lover’s limbs of lissome white Gleamed in the darkness and strange light, The wondrous orbs voluptuously Bent on me all unearthly bright : But we must part, and love must die.
…ing its gold. This is the song of the Spring, that the nightingales carol by starlight, This the delight of our eyes, as they shine with strange fire in the night,
…ng a Satan, such a deathly flame Of lust of loathliness was kindled here In my bad blood, I leapt upon the bier, And consummated all the strange desire That burnt and branded all my blood with fire, Buried my teeth and limbs in swarthy flesh, While blood and sweat begat desire afresh, And yet twelve times the black womb vomited, And we lay there chilled bitterly, and dead,