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I hoped that he would love me,

And he has kissed my mouth,

But I am like a stricken bird

That cannot reach the south.


For though I know he loves me,

To-night my heart is sad;

His kiss was not so wonderful

As all the dreams I had.



Sara Teasdale

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This is a classic love poem Harry - Sara Teasdale wrote it a long time ago - it is what is underneath that I see.


The feeling the woman had before she kissed him was imaginaery after the kiss realistic - and she isn't sure she likes it.


Thats my take on it anyway - and I can say in my own life I have felt like her.

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