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So Long Ago

by Myself

Yes, can it really be so long ago?
The time when we first met.
Then, we were both so very young,
When our eyes upon each other set.

Our love, was sealed from that moment on,
You moved with such elegant grace.
For, there could never be anyone else,
When I saw your beautiful face.

That night, our passion began to blossom,
As we kissed in the pale moonlight,
Then, as I felt your womanly curves,
I knew that marriage was in sight.

Now, twenty years have passed us by,
And the desire has lasted long.
Yes, we may have some grey in our hair,
But our love remains as strong.

Wondrous
Moment

by Alexander Pushkin

The wondrous moment of our meeting...
I well remember you appear
Before me like a vision fleeting,
A beauty's angel pure and clear.

In hopeless ennui surrounding
The wordly bustle, to my ear
For long your tender voice kept sounding,
For long in dreams came features dear.

Time passed. Unruly storms confounded
Old dreams, and I from year to year
Forgot how tender you had sounded,
Your heavenly features once so dear.

My backwards days dragged slow and quiet -
Dull fence around, dark vault above -
Devoid of God and uninspired,
Devoid of tears, of fire, of love.

Sleep from my soul began retreating,
And here you once again appear
Before me like a vision fleeting,
A beauty's angel pure and clear.

In ecstasy the heart is beating,
Old joys for it anew revive;
Inspired and God-filled, it is greeting
The fire, and tears, and love alive.

Lovers

by
Arthur Henry Adams

I thought, because we had been friends so long,
That I knew all your dear lips dared intend
Before they turned to speech. Our thoughts would blend,
I dreamed, like memories that faintly throng.
Your voice dwelt in me like an olden song.
Petal, I thought, from petal I could rend
The blossom of your soul, and at the end
Find still the sweet same fragrence. I was wrong.
Last evening in our eyes love brimmed to birth;
Our friendship faded, lost in passion's mist.
We had been strangers only! Here, close-caught
Against my heart the dim face I had sought
So long! And now the only thing on earth - -
Your piteous mouth, a-tremble to be kissed!