Mathilde Blind

(1841 - 1896 / Germany)

Yea, The Roses Are Still On Fire - Poem by Mathilde Blind

Yea, the roses are still on fire
With the bygone heat of July,
Though the least little wind drifting by
Shake a rose-leaf or two from the brier,
Be it never so soft a sigh.

Ember of love still glows and lingers
Deep at the red heart's smouldering core;
With the sudden passionate throb of yore
We shook as our eyes and clinging fingers
Met once only to meet no more.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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