Flower of Love by Claude McKay

The perfume of your body dulls my sense.
I want nor wine nor weed; your breath alone
Suffices. In this moment rare and tense
I worship at your breast. The flower is blown,
The saffron petals tempt my amorous mouth,
The yellow heart is radiant now with dew
Soft-scented, redolent of my loved South;
O flower of love! I give myself to you.
Uncovered on your couch of figured green,
Here let us linger indivisible.
The portals of your sanctuary unseen
Receive my offering, yielding unto me.
Oh, with our love the night is warm and deep!
The air is sweet, my flower, and sweet the flute
Whose music lulls our burning brain to sleep,
While we lie loving, passionate and mute.



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4 responses to “Flower of Love by Claude McKay

  1. Aaron

    i’ve never understood poetry.. lol.. this poem sounds easy enough to understand though. nice flowers!

  2. blake

    Okay.. Reading poems not for me and thats why I never took lit. haaa. Any translated version with what it is suppose to mean?

  3. BeMyAngels

    Eh! Flowers! Did someone gave you the flowers? That’s so sweet. 🙂

  4. Ming

    Pink Tulips? Those look nice. Where did you get em? Did someone gave them to you? haaa.. I wonder who.

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