Love Poems and Others/Kisses in the Train

​KISSES IN THE TRAIN

I saw the midlands  Revolve through her hair; The fields of autumn  Stretching bare, And sheep on the pasture  Tossed back in a scare.
And still as ever  The world went round, My mouth on her pulsing  Neck was found, And my breast to her beating  Breast was bound.
But my heart at the centre  Of all, in a swound Was still as a pivot,  As all the ground On its prowling orbit  Shifted round.
And still in my nostrils  The scent of her flesh, And still my wet mouth  Sought her afresh; And still one pulse  Through the world did thresh.
And the world all whirling  Around in joy ​Like the dance of a dervish  Did destroy My sense—and my reason  Spun like a toy.
But firm at the centre  My heart was found; Her own to my perfect  Heart-beat bound, Like a magnet’s keeper  Closing the round.
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