Never will another woman feel the touch that you have felt, Never will another woman feel my fingers as tenderly upon their skin, my lips so softly upon their lips, or my breasts so tightly upon their breasts, for though my eyes may gaze upon another in your absence, my eyes will never be as soft for them as they were for you, And I will always wish that you could someday return. |
The idea is supposed to be that noone will ever feel the exact tenderness that I had for Katie because I will never love another as much as Katie, and will never (as a result) touch another as tenderly as I did with Katie, as lovingly.
[02:21] Me: I like "for though my eyes may gaze upon another in your absence,
my eyes will never be as soft for them
as they were for you," the most
[02:22] The Lin: Yeah
[02:23] Me: I'm not sure if the meaning of the poem came across as well as it was supposed to, was it clear that the point of it was that even if I were to hold another woman, to touch another woman, to kiss another woman, it would never be exactly the same, I would never do it as tenderly as I did to Katie, because I would never love them as much?
[02:25] The Lin: Yeah, that's how I pictured it
[02:25] Me: ok, as long as that was clear, excellent.
For never will another feel my touch as you have felt it,
Never will another feel my fingers as tenderly upon their skin, my lips so softly upon their lips, or my breasts so tightly upon their breasts; For though my eyes may gaze upon another in your absence, my eyes will never be as soft for them, as they were for you. And I will always wish that you could someday return. |