"some lovely, perilous thing"

I should have thought
in a dream you would have brought
some lovely, perilous thing,
orchids piled in a great sheath,
as who would say (in a dream)
I send you this,
who left the blue veins
of your throat unkissed.


From "At Baia" by H.D. The complete poem is here

Wild Orchids, Charles Demuth, 1920