Swiss Poem by james watkin
Swiss
Come I not to your kingdom.
Convince me, can you, that I
Have not, breathing my fulness
Of it whenever you're nigh?
In your presence have I not
Been upwardly transported;
And fainting, on that region's
Pure impression not fed?
Hint not at slopes, in telling
Its fame to heaven does rise.
Only awes me that snow-white
Delicacy of your guise.
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: affection
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