Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.
Sara TeasdaleStephen kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me And never kissed at all. Stephenโs kiss was lost in jest, Robinโs lost in play, But the kiss in Colinโs eyes Haunts me night and day.
Sara TeasdaleNo one worth possessing Can be quite possessed; Lay that on your heart, My young angry dear; This truth, this hard and precious stone, Lay it on your hot cheek, Let it hide your tear. Hold it like a crystal When you are alone And gaze in the depths of the icy stone. Long, look long and you will be blessed: No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed.
Sara Teasdale