Aline Murray Kilmer (1888-1941 / the USA)
Poems of Aline Murray Kilmer
|1.||A Wind Rose In The Night||10/5/2010|
|7.||For All Ladies Of Shalott||10/5/2010|
|8.||If I Had Loved You More||10/5/2010|
|11.||One Shall Be Taken And The Other Left||10/5/2010|
|15.||Song Against Children||10/5/2010|
|19.||The Heart Knoweth Its Own Bitterness||10/5/2010|
|20.||The Night Cometh||10/5/2010|
IF I had loved you, soon, ah, soon I had lost you.
Had I been kind you had kissed me and gone your faithless way.
The kiss that I would not give is the kiss that your lips are holding:
Now you are mine forever, because of all I have cost you.
You think that you are free and have given over your sighing,
You think that from my coldness your love has flown away:
But mine are the hands you shall dream that your own are holding,
And mine is the face you shall look for when you are dying.