Lying asleep between the strokes of night I saw my love…
““Lying asleep between the strokes of night I saw my love lean over my sad bed, Pale as the duskiest lily's leaf or head, Smooth-skinned and dark, with bare throat made to bite, Too wan for blushing and too warm for white, But perfect-coloured without white or red. And her lips opened amorously, and said-- I wist not what, saving one word--Delight. And all her face was honey to my mouth, And all her body pasture to my eyes; The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire, The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south, The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs And glittering eyelids of my soul's desire.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker describes an ethereal lover, blending sensual imagery with surreal color, expressing longing and idealized beauty.
In simple terms: A surreal, sensual description of a lover.
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When to use this quote
- romantic poetry
- artistic inspiration
- creative writing
- visual arts
- personal reflection
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does color influence emotional perception?
- What does the lover represent beyond a person?
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