T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
Prayer
By F. Jacobs(From The Pagan, 1920) WHY do you not calm me, sweet, | |
| When I tremble so, and cannot cease? | |
| When I am alone, and you come to me,— | |
| However warm the day,— | |
| Such a quivering seizes me, | 5 |
| Such a merciless, poignant shaking, | |
| All my very lips I cannot control, | |
| Till you gather me in your warm strong arms, | |
| Till you have kissed me into a fever, | |
| Till your steady calm has penetrated my body, | 10 |
| And reassured my trembling one | |
| That all is well, | |
| That you are here. | |