My love poem choice

I Love You

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine 

And red with a wild desire; 

I love your eyes when the lovelight lies 

Lit with a passionate fire. 

I love your arms when the warm white flesh 

Touches mine in a fond embrace; 

I love your hair when the strands enmesh 

Your kisses against my face. 

Not for me the cold, calm kiss 

Of a virgin’s bloodless love; 

Not for me the saint’s white bliss, 

Nor the heart of a spotless dove. 

But give me the love that so freely gives 

And laughs at the whole world’s blame, 

With your body so young and warm in my arms, 

It sets my poor heart aflame. 

So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth, 

Still fragrant with ruby wine, 

And say with a fervor born of the South 

That your body and soul are mine. 

Clasp me close in your warm young arms, 

While the pale stars shine above, 

And we’ll live our whole young lives away 

In the joys of a living love. 

I picked this poem because it has a very deep connection between the person who is writing this poem and the person they are talking about. It uses food and drink imagery with the wine to describe how much they desire their lips when they are looking at them. You could say the person writing this poem has some sort of "illness" because they seem to have an obsession with the person they are talking about that is very powerful. The love portrayed in this poem seems very true and is a poem that is easy to understand. The person does a good job of using many types of imagery to make me feel as though I'm experiencing this experience with them.