What lips my lips have kissed
Edna St. Vincent Millay
1892 to 1950
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Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
A little while, that in me sings no more.
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
I only know that summer sang in me
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
For unremembered lads that not again
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
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