love poems The Kiss by Sara Teasdale romantic poems

The Kiss

Now we have kissed, how could anyone kiss me again?

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?

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Love Poem by Sara Teasdale

Love Art – Jupiter and Antiope (ca. 1509) by Pinturicchio. Original from The MET Museum.