Sara Teasdale
Strephon kisses me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Still haunts me night and day.
Sandy showed me love,
Shamim caught me when I fell,
Sam never fully loved me,
In a way that fitted well.
Sandy’s love grew old,
Just another tale to be told,
Shamim gave his away,
To another girl one day,
But Sam’s love I still yearn,
And will forever always miss.
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