Now and again
All my body springs
alive,
And the life
that is polarised in my eyes,
That quivers between my eyes and
mouth,
Flies like a
wild thing across my body,
Leaving my eyes half-empty, and
clamorous,
Filling
my still breasts with a flush and a flame,
Gathering the soft ripples
below my breasts
Into urgent, passionate waves,
And my soft, slumbering belly
Quivering awake with one
impulse of desire,
Gathers itself fiercely together;
And my docile, fluent arms
Knotting themselves with wild
strength
To clasp
what they have never clasped.
Then I tremble, and go trembling
Under the wild, strange tyranny
of my body,
Till it
has spent itself,
And the relentless nodality of my eyes reasserts
itself,
Till the
bursten flood of life ebbs back to my eyes,
Back from my beautiful, lonely
body
Tired and
unsatisfied.