When Love Is Over

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Title:     When Love Is Over
Author: Laurence Hope [More Titles by Hope]

Song of Khan Zada

Only in August my heart was aflame,
Catching the scent of your Wind-stirred hair,
Now, though you spread it to soften my sleep
Through the night, I should hardly care.

Only last August I drank that water
Because it had chanced to cool your hands;
When love is over, how little of love
Even the lover understands!

[The end]
Laurence Hope's poem: When Love Is Over

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