I Fear Thy Kisses, Gentle Maiden
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden;
Thou needest not fear mine;
My spirit is too deeply laden
Ever to burden thine.
I fear thy mien, thy tone, thy motion;
Thou needest not fear mine;
Innocent is the heart's devotion
With which I worship thine.
Commentary
Today, I came to ministrels looking for one of my favourit-est-est poems ever, and was shocked to not find it there. Had to dig out my paperback book… in this day and age… sigh
The reason I love this poem is that I love the knight-in-shining-armour spirit of the poet. A perfect gentleman, and every woman’s dream man! That’s on the surface… Lemme not go deeper!
— Anagha
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