The Kiss [Before you kissed me only winds of heaven]

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Title:     The Kiss [Before you kissed me only winds of heaven]
Author: Sara Teasdale [More Titles by Teasdale]

BEFORE YOU kissed me only winds of heaven
Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain--
Now you have come, how can I care for kisses
Like theirs again?

I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me,
They surged about me singing of the south--
I turned my head away to keep still holy
Your kiss upon my mouth.

And swift sweet rains of shining April weather
Found not my lips where living kisses are;
I bowed my head lest they put out my glory
As rain puts out a star.

I am my love's and he is mine forever,
Sealed with a seal and safe forevermore--
Think you that I could let a beggar enter
Where a king stood before?

[The end]
Sara Teasdale's poem: Kiss

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