7, Just what Throat My Throat Possess Kissed… © Edna St. Vincent Millay

7, Just what Throat My Throat Possess Kissed… © Edna St. Vincent Millay

Exactly what lips my personal lips keeps kissed, and you may where, and why, You will find missing, and you may exactly what arms have lain Significantly less than my lead right until day; nevertheless the precipitation Is full of ghosts tonight, you to faucet and you will sound Through to the latest cup and you will listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a peaceful soreness For unremembered lads not once more Have a tendency to move to me at midnight with a cry. For this reason in the wintertime stands the brand new alone tree, Neither knows what birds enjoys vanished 1 by 1, Yet knows their boughs even more quiet than before: I cannot state just what likes attended and you can went, We simply be aware that june sang in the me personally Sometime, you to in the me personally sings no further. Continue reading “7, Just what Throat My Throat Possess Kissed… © Edna St. Vincent Millay”