Love's Springtide
1860-1916
My heart was winter-bound until
I heard you sing;
O voice of Love, hush not, but fill
My life with Spring!
My hopes were homeless things before
I saw your eyes;
O smile of Love, close not the door
To paradise!
My dreams were bitter once, and then
I found them bliss;
O lips of Love, give me again
Your rose to kiss!
Springtide of Love! The secret sweet
Is ours alone;
O heart of Love, at last you beat
Against my own!
DayPoems Poem No. 1170
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/1170.html">Love's Springtide by Frank Dempster Sherman</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
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