YOU looked so tempting in the pew,
You looked so sly and calm –
My trembling fingers played with yours
As both looked out the Psalm.
Your heart beat hard against my arm,
My foot to yours was set,
Your loosened ringlet burned my cheek
Whenever they two met.
O little, little we hearkened, dear,
And little, little cared,
Although the parson sermonised,
The congregation stared.
(Robert Louis Stevenson)
More Poetry from Robert Louis Stevenson:
- After Reading Antony and Cleopatra (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- Ad Martialem (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- Autumn Fires (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- Dedicatory Poem For "Underwoods" (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- From a Railway Carriage (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)
- I Love To Be Warm By The Red Fireside (Robert Louis Stevenson Poems)