Shake out your hair about me, so, That I may feel the stir and scent Of those vague odours come and go The way our kisses went. Night gave this priceless hour of love, But now the dawn steals in apace, And amorously bends above The wonder of your face. "Farewell" between our kisses creeps, You fade, a ghost, upon the air; Yet ah! the vacant place still keeps The odour of your hair. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CINQUAIN: AMAZE by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY THE VANISHING RED by ROBERT FROST SIR HUMPHREY GILBERT [1583] by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ON IMAGINATION by PHILLIS WHEATLEY GREENES FUNERALLS: SONNET 5 by RICHARD BARNFIELD |