In what other lives or lands
Have I known your lips
Your Hands
Your Laughter brave
Those sweet excesses that
I do adore.
What surety is there
That we will meet again,
On other worlds some
Future time undated.
I defy my body's haste.
Without the promise
Of one more sweet encounter
I will not deign to die.

by Maya Angelou

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Still form a synonym for Truth. Well communicated.
Still form a synonym for Truth- Cease trying! Great poem, thanks.
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader. Beautiful poem. Thanks poet.
I'm guessing that he really was aware that every poet and literary giant knew within seconds who this valentine was addressed to. Apparently this anacrostic type device was commonly used back then. Although married to Virginia at the time, he and this also married poet Frances were having this SECRET love affair that they SUBTLY conducted with love poems flying back and forth to each other and displayed ever so QUIETLY in publications. I have to think the clever writer in Poe knew the puzzle would be deciphered in minutes- he was just deliberately flashing his scandalous relationship with 'Fanny' Osgood in front of society. And here I thought Poe was always in the grasp of a huge melancholy over women he had loved from afar and who had died - -tragically, of course. As far as the quality of this poem, I think all his other works were masterpieces and this a mere toy, a plaything, that he sported around with. Even so, it sparkles with literary excellence.
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