to a married woman

[justjust123]

Not the sun, the moon or the stars can compare
to your fair eyes, which power my feeble mind
melt my cold heart, and kindle my love's fire
to which my lonely soul longs to bind

as I lay my callous hand on your soft breast
as I lay my dry lips on your ruby face
my trembling self relishes heavenly rest
o, does an angel love a man so base?

when I wake up from my heart-thrilling dream
in sadness, helpless, empty and hollow
tears roll from my eyes and flow in a stream
bitter rejection is hard to swallow

heaven, do remove chains from the married
let the dream come true of the unmarried

[Lake]

Hi,

It is sensual, sentimental. But as it reveals it is hopeless to love a married one. So Wake Up!

"as I lay my dry lips" or "as I press my dry lips", maybe?

Take care.
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the trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry -- Billy Collins

[justjust123]

You are right, 'press' is normally used with 'lips'. Thanks. Now you know I don't know how to kiss.