The Other Woman

I have watched her in stillness, how still and white and long. I have followed her about with my eyes, how silent and swift and strong. When she is still, it is musical. When she moves, it is a song. I have looked at her fearlessly, openly, and without shame: it is quite true that I desire you, it is quite true that lust is my name. I know, I always know where she is, when she is around and about: it is in my body like a shout. soft hair, white brow, eyes young nose fine, sweet lips, sweet mouth, tongue proud chin, neck white, graceful, long downy nape, smooth, shoulders strong under the arms soft, arms long sweet and exquisite, white and strong wrist small and supple hands neat, exquisite fingers - petals of the lotus breasts like apples white body shining, sweet and long hips broad and ample, wide and strong thighs like pillars, white and long legs like cedars, firm and strong feet that are sweet toes like the rose I know her name, I have called to her but she does not hear, she will not listen. I call to her but she does not come. The Lord is my shepherd but I want.