Can You Feel

To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed
Scented and warm again my beating breast

To whisper soft and quivering your name
And drink the passion burning in your frame

To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek
And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak

Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words
Melodious like notes of mating birds

To hear you ask if I shall love always
And myself answer: Till the end of days

To feel your easeful sigh of happiness
When on your tembling lips I murmur: Yes

It is so sweet. We know that it is true
What matters when? The night must shed her dew

We know that it is true, and sweet so sweet
The poem with this music is complete

Romance
Claude McKay