The Look
Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed me at all.
Strephon’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.
by Sara Teasdale.
Photo Credit: David stares at the camera


Posted on January 28th, 2010
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