The dew fell on her upturned brow
That is as white's the lily;
The moonlight in her yellow hair,
In her hand a daffodilly;
The violet's perfume in her breath,
Her cheeks like roses grew,
And as I prest her milky hand
I murmured, 'love-you/">I love you!'
She looked at me with eyes that shone
Like stars among the roses,
While my heart like a dream-bird sang
Quick in the dewy closes;
And with a tone that sweetly thrill'd
The while I held her hand,
She whispered, 'I have loved you long,
And now I understand.'
Song #10.
Robert Crawford
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Poem topics: I love you, breath, dream, hair, heart, bird, white, long, understand, violet, moonlight, yellow, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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