poet Sarah Margaret Fuller

Sarah Margaret Fuller

The Passion Flower

My love gave me a passion-flower.
I nursed it well - so brief its hour!
My eyelids ache, my throat is dry:
He told me that it would not die.

My love and I are one, and yet
Full oft my cheeks with tears are wet -
So sweet the night is and the bower!
My love gave me a passion-flower.

So sweet! Hold fast my hands. Can God
Make all this joy revert to sod,
And leave to me but this for dower -
My love gave me a passion-flower.

Poem Submitted: Friday, September 3, 2010

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  • ? ? ? ? ? ? (5/6/2019 8:21:00 PM)

    Decent Love poem... its about love right?

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