Verse > Anthologies > T. R. Smith, ed. > Poetica Erotica: A Collection of Rare and Curious Amatory Verse
T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
By Olga Mishkin

HE loves me—I know it,
And yet my heart—it weeps,
And the sad, gloomy night weeps with it;
And the moaning of the plaintive winds
Echoes my sighs.        5
I tire—and soon my heavy head rests its somber weights upon a cushion of down.
I slumber—and I dream;
Dear dreams that fill my false heart with joy,
A kiss burns my lips;        10
A fond embrace scorches my shrinking body;
A merry, joyous laughter rings in my burning ears,
And I awake—
I see—my master before me.
But my thoughts?        15
Far, far away they have flown
To him who loves me,
And whom I dare to love….
Another kiss—another passionate embrace,
And he—the keeper of my wretched body laughs again—happily,        20
And I?
I laugh too,
With bitterness….

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