Isabel

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Title:     Isabel
Author: Bliss Carman [More Titles by Carman]

In her body's perfect sweet
Suppleness and languor meet,--
Arms that move like lapsing billows,
Breasts that Love would make his pillows,
Eyes where vision melts in bliss,
Lips that ripen to a kiss.

[The end]
Bliss Carman's poem: Isabel

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