To-night I hear the rainbirds Piercing the silver gloom; The scent of the sea-blown lilacs Wanders across my room. Caught in their wake I follow The drift of memory; Once more the summer twilight Settles upon the sea. I shut my eyes and see you Under the lilacs stand, While the soft mists of sea-rain Are blowing in to land. Your little hands steal upward, Our fingers interlace; And through the driving sea-dark I feel your burning face. One little hour of heaven Lost in a single kiss; And then we two forever The castaways of bliss. To-night the scent of lilacs Comes up to me again, And ghosts of buried summers Walk with the lonely rain. But ah, what rooftree shelters To-night the dear black head? Only the sea wind answers -- And leaves of the word unsaid. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AEOLIAN HARP by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE LAMENTATION OF GLUMDALCLITCH FOR THE LOSS OF GRILDRIG by ALEXANDER POPE SONNET: 60 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE WRESTLERS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET TO REV. W. H. MILBURN by LEVI BISHOP DON JUAN: CANTO 9 by GEORGE GORDON BYRON FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 19 by THOMAS CAMPION NO SECT [OR SECTS] IN HEAVEN by ELIZABETH H. JOCELYN CLEAVELAND |