With fruit and flowers the board is decked,
The wine and laughter flow;
I'll not complain--could one expect
So dull a world to know?
You look across the fruit and flowers,
My glance your glances find.--
It is our secret, only ours,Since all the world is blind.
Amy Levy's writings, including various poems and letters, indicate Levy's romantic and emotional attraction to women. This poem suggests a captivation and seduction between two women, while also articulating society's oblivion.