" Womanly, a shadow combed
Her dark tremendous hair beyond the violet border
Of my sleep. Strong passionate hands I had, but could not find
The red position of her heart, not the subtle order
Of her lips and breasts, nor the breathing cities of her mind.
—Stanley Kunitz, from “Poem,” The Collected Poems (W. W. Norton & Company; Reprint edition April 17, 2002) Originally published 2000. "
― Stanley Kunitz , The Collected Poems