Man and Woman

Julius M. Nolte

"There is light in the eyes of a woman,
O wanderer, bound for the sea;
And the gleam in your own eye kindles-
Oh come, make a mistress of me!"

  "But it kindles to answer a sky light
  That gleams thousand-eyed at the sea
  In the night, when a woman sleepeth,
  So the stars be a mistress for me."

"There's a swell in the breast of a woman,
O wanderer, faring to sea;
And your curls, they are soft to lie there-
Oh come, make a mistress of me!"

  "What's the heave of the breast of a woman
 To the swell and the heave of the sea
  With her million breasts rising and falling?
 Nay, the ocean's a mistress for me."

"There's a kiss on the lips of a woman,
O wanderer, seeking the sea,
That is soft and yet stings to desire-
Oh come, make a mistress of me!"

 "No kiss is as soft as the wind's kiss
 When she blows from the south of the sea

With the salt of her warm lips stinging-
So the wind be a mistress for me!"