Rupert Brooke

(1887-1915 / Warwickshire / England)

The Way That Lovers Use - Poem by Rupert Brooke

The Way that lovers use is this;
They bow, catch hands, with never a word,
And their lips meet, and they do kiss,
—So I have heard.

They queerly find some healing so,
And strange attainment in the touch;
There is a secret lovers know,
—I have read as much.

And theirs no longer joy nor smart,
Changing or ending, night or day;
But mouth to mouth, and heart on heart,
—So lovers say.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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