Aline Murray Kilmer

(1888-1941 / the USA)

Bound - Poem by Aline Murray Kilmer

IF I had loved you, soon, ah, soon I had lost you.
Had I been kind you had kissed me and gone your faithless way.
The kiss that I would not give is the kiss that your lips are holding:
Now you are mine forever, because of all I have cost you.

You think that you are free and have given over your sighing,
You think that from my coldness your love has flown away:
But mine are the hands you shall dream that your own are holding,
And mine is the face you shall look for when you are dying.

Comments about Bound by Aline Murray Kilmer

  • Rookie - 406 Points Richard Blay (2/13/2015 5:20:00 PM)

    The not easy type of love. nice work (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 23,123 Points Kim Barney (2/13/2015 9:23:00 AM)

    This is very well done. Nice flow, rhythm, and message. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 5, 2010

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