Vita Sackville-West's erotic verse.

Added 1473412185 by Photographer Gino Cinganelli.

When sometimes I stroll in silence, with you

Through great floral meadows of open country

I listen to your chatter, and give thanks to the gods

For the honest friendship, which made you my companion

But in the heavy fragrance of intoxicating night

I search on your lip for a madder caress

I tear secrets from your yielding flesh

Giving thanks to the fate which made you my mistress

Vita Sackville-West's erotic verse to her lover emerges from 'intoxicating night' around 1913 at Sissinghurst Castle with this type Writer,