Zora Bernice May Cross

(18 May 1890 – 22 January 1964 / Brisbane)

Love Sonnet Xxix - Poem by Zora Bernice May Cross

Dearest, there is no part of us, but air
And earth are counterparts. Your fragrant eyes
Touching my own, some essence of the skies
Instil therein, and all your warm, brown hair
Smells of the sun’s slow passion, fine and fair.
I cannot touch your hands but I surprise
Some element of summer; and the sighs
Of stars from your red lips I seem to share.

O Love…Love…Love…Dearer than God to me.
Earth of the earth are we and light of light.
God-born, God-breathing, all our scented souls
In Death will glow, gladdening eternity.
So give me love…all love…this perfect night
As round our naked limbs its full fire rolls.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, May 9, 2011

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