Arthur Symons

(28 February 1865 – 22 January 1945 / Milford Havens, Wales)

Perfume - Poem by Arthur Symons

Shake out your hair about me, so,
That I may feel the stir and scent
Of those vague odours come and go
The way our kisses went.
Night gave this priceless hour of love,
But now the dawn steals in apace,
And amorously bends above
The wonder of your face.

'Farewell' between our kisses creeps,
You fade, a ghost, upon the air;
Yet ah! the vacant place still keeps
The odour of your hair.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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