Sara Teasdale, "The Look"
Stephon's kiss was lost in jest, Robin's lost in play, But the kiss in Colin's eyes Haunts me night and day.
Poetry 180 - Before the World Intruded (Library of Congress)...
Poem 148 of the Library of Congress Poetry 180 Project: Before the World Intruded
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When I pronounce the word Future, the first syllable already belongs to the past.
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I have only just a minute, Only sixty seconds in it.