Boy's Kiss

[ poem ]

by Martial

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Published: 8-Feb-2013

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The breath of balm from foreign branches pressed;
The golden air that falling saffron brings;
The scent of apples ripening in a chest;
The green bellows of my fields in Spring winds;

Imperial robes from Palatine;
Or amber, warming in a virgin's hands;
The round-a-corner smell of spilt Falernian wine;
A bee-loud garden in Sicilian lands;

Odours, which spice and altar-incense send;
Or wreath of flowerlets from a rich brow drawn;
Why speak of these ? Words fail. Their perfect blend
Resembles my boy's kiss at early dawn.

You ask his name ? Only to kiss him ? Well!
You swear as much ? Sabrinus, I won't tell!
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