Ada Cambridge

Here you will find the Poem Seeking of poet Ada Cambridge

Seeking

Bright eyes, sweet lips, with sudden fevers fill
My strong blood, running wildly, as it must;
But lips and eyes too soon beget distrust.
A soft touch sends a momentary thrill
Through sense unsubservient to the will;
But warm caresses leave a dim disgust;
Like Dead- Sea apples, kisses turn to dust.
I kiss; I feast; but I am hungry still.

O, where is She ? that straight and upright soul ?
True friend, true mate, true woman ? where is She?
True heart ? as true as needle to the pole ?
True to the truth, not only true to me ?
Worth all I have to give ? the best ? the whole.
When shall these eyes Her unknown beauty see?