Midsummer

You loved me for a little,
who could not love me long.
You gave me wings of gladness
and lent my spirit song.

You loved me for an hour
but only with your eyes;
Your lips I could not capture
by storm or by surprise.

Your mouth that I remember
with rush of sudden pain
As one remembers starlight
or roses after rain...


Out of a world of laughter
suddenly I am sad...
Day and night it haunts me.
the kiss I never had.


by Sydney King Russel