The Kiss lyrics

by

Sara Teasdale


I hoped that he would love me,
  And he has kissed my mouth,
But I am like a stricken bird
  That cannot reach the south.

For though I know he loves me,
  To-night my heart is sad;
His kiss was not so wonderful
  As all the dreams I had.

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