To Fanny By John Keats
Merciful love that tantalizes not,
One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love,
Unmasked, and being seen without a blot!
O! let me have thee whole, all all be mine!
That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest
Of love, your kiss, those hands, those eyes divine,
That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast,
Yourself your soul in pity give me all,
Withhold no atom's atom or I die,
Or living on, perhaps, your wretched thrall,
Forget, in the mist of idle misery,
Life's purposes,the palate of my mind
Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!
Written By John Keats
I love John Keats! the only man I would marry that was in debt lol. There is just something amazing about him, and his poetry.
What An Amazing Man!