Poems (Tree)/Bodies Heaving Like Waves

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BODIES heaving like waves,Sighing through the dishevelled tresses of foam,The massive whiteness of limbs flung out of shadow,Splashed with ecstasial moonlight,Sculptured voluptuously in ephemeral marbles.Lingering touch of fingers,Cooler than the curving ringlets of sprayFluting the new-blown petals of a shell,And kisses murmuring as the lips of darknessAgainst the ivory forehead of the moon.
1919
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