A love I dreamed of thee last night
Of strange lips kissing me
With subtle penetrating pain
A moon veil shrouded thee Thine eyes had ***med then
All the light of the moonlight On
the sea
Thine eyes are beautiful and soft Like the eyes of seraphim
A limpid,
liquid,
lustrous eyes Sad eyes, half bright,
half ***
Half without light Half brighter bright than the eyes
Of seraphim
That strange magnetic glance
That gleams from those mystic eyes of theirs
That face so brilliantly pale And yet with all so fair
Love
pale and
ashes pale And yet so marvelously fair
That countenance corpse-like refined As subtle-colored hair
Thy slender limbs that seem to burn Thy vesture through with fire
A serpentine electric
form
Half quivering with desire
Thy movements full of grace divine Like the music
Of
the
lyre
Alas for those who look on thee
Feels new and strange desire
The serpent winds around his heart
His soul is turned to fire As though within his veins There ran
a current
of hellfire
I know,
I know
that long
ago
The moon with silver feet
Crept to thy bed
Close to thine head
And kissed thy forehead sweet Giving thy lips strange wine to drink
And alien flesh
to eat
And apples culled
from the dead sea
Which other serpents meet?
Fruit from the tree by the dead sea
Whose fruit is death to eat?