The draft of love was cool and sweet
You gave me in the cup,
But, ah, love's fire is keen and fleet,
And I am burning up.
Unless the tears I shed for you
Shall quench this burning flame,
It will consume me through and through,
And leave but ash-a name.
Love's Draft
Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Poem topics: I love you, fire, sweet, flame, cool, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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