The Kiss Poem by Robert Graves

The Kiss

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Are you shaken, are you stirred
By a whisper of love,
Spellbound to a word
Does Time cease to move,
Till her calm grey eye
Expands to a sky
And the clouds of her hair
Like storms go by?

Then the lips that you have kissed
Turn to frost and fire,
And a white-steaming mist
Obscures desire:
So back to their birth
Fade water, air, earth,
And the First Power moves
Over void and dearth.

Is that Love? no, but Death,
A passion, a shout,
The deep in-breath,
The breath roaring out,
And once that is flown,
You must lie alone,
Without hope, without life,
Poor flesh, sad bone.

Monday, March 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: kiss
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Priscila Rodriguez 18 October 2015

That is very true and a very descriptive way to descrive a kiss. It was a very superb poem!

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Phanice Wamukota 14 June 2015

Mmmmmmmh, now I feel all that......

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M Asim Nehal 23 September 2015

SUPER FINE........................Poor flesh, sad bones.

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Kelly Kurt 30 March 2015

A wonderful poem, Robert. Thanks for sharing.

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Ruth Hare 26 October 2015

Yes, Robert Graves. Thank you for sharing your poem with us on PoemHunter... lol

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Dr Antony Theodore 26 January 2020

Then the lips that you have kissed Turn to frost and fire, And a white-steaming mist Obscures desire: a very fine poem. tony

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Chinedu Dike 11 October 2019

Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely brought forth with conviction. An insightful work of art.

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Dr Antony Theodore 17 February 2019

s that Love? no, but Death, A passion, a shout, The deep in-breath, The breath roaring out, a fine poem. very true. tony

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Chayan Sarkar 23 July 2016

Won..beautiful Love this poem

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Gene Kiniskey 18 May 2016

nice nice nice nice

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