Speak to me, my love! Tell me in
words what you sang.
The night is dark. The stars are
lost in clouds. The wind is sighing
through the leaves.
I will let loose my hair. My blue
cloak will cling round me like night. I
will clasp your head to my bosom; and
there in the sweet loneliness murmur
on your heart. I will shut my eyes
and listen. I will not look in your face.
When your words are ended, we will
sit still and silent. Only the trees will
whisper in the dark.
The night will pale. The day will
dawn. We shall look at each other's
eyes and go on our different paths.
Speak to me, my love! Tell me in
words what you sang.
The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love
Rabindranath Tagore
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Poem topics: I love you, hair, heart, lost, wind, head, blue, sweet, face, listen, silent, whisper, Valentine's Day, dawn, dark, speak, night, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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