A poem I wrote for J., many years ago

[saminky]

O blush! my cheek, for words forward and bold,
For yearning after one who is not free;
For reaching out to what I may not hold,
And making clear what should remain unseen.
O bow! my head, regretting this desire
Which races through my blood and dims my sight.
I should have smothered out my passion's fire,
Should never have exposed it to the light.
O frown! my lips, that gave improper kiss,
And cease your smile for kisses then returned.
O body, do not ache! Think not of bliss
In arms whose strong embrace should have been spurned.
I build restraint, and vow to burn no more . . . .
You enter view -- my breath comes quick --
I feel a flush, and not for shame --
You see me, smile -- my vow is ash
As fire floods me, fiercer than before!