Edmund Vance Cooke

(1866-1932 / USA)

Kisses


Kisses kept are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loathe to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met.
Keep them not in waiting yet;
Kisses kept are wasted.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 05, 2010

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