The Lady's Third Song

WHEN you and my true lover meet
And he plays tunes between your feet.
Speak no evil of the soul,
Nor think that body is the whole,
For I that am his daylight lady
Know worse evil of the body;
But in honour split his love
Till either neither have enough,
That I may hear if we should kiss
A contrapuntal serpent hiss,
You, should hand explore a thigh,
All the labouring heavens sigh.

by William Butler Yeats

Comments (3)

Lovely poem Bianca. I am very fond of the Tui. They're so rich in color and song....10
Great job! I love the bird. Amazing job at describing it!
nice write such nice bird are they not