If Only

By PoeticMeditations

If only these eyes had not beheld  your visage,
Then this brave heart would not have lost all its courage.

If only these hands had not felt your soft, smooth skin,
Then they would have desired not to touch again.

If only these lips your own had not partaken,
Then chaste purity would not have been forsaken.

If only these ears had not heard your lilting voice,
Then other voices may have sounded just as choice.

If only this tender heart had not been broken,
Then words such as these would have remained unspoken.


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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