Like gems, these kisses of mine.
And when you muse at evening
At the sound of some vanished name,
The ghost of my kisses shall touch your lips
And kindle your heart to flame.
[¹] Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co.
WELL-KNOWN WESTERN POETS.
Like gems, these kisses of mine.
And when you muse at evening
At the sound of some vanished name,
The ghost of my kisses shall touch your lips
And kindle your heart to flame.
[¹] Copyright, Houghton, Mifflin & Co.
WELL-KNOWN WESTERN POETS.