The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar · Paul Laurence Dunbar

Her Thought and His

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The gray of the sea, and the gray of the sky,

A glimpse of the moon like a half-closed eye.

The gleam on the waves and the light on the land,

A thrill in my heart,--and--my sweetheart's hand.

She turned from the sea with a woman's grace,

And the light fell soft on her upturned face,

And I thought of the flood-tide of infinite bliss

That would flow to my heart from a single kiss.

But my sweetheart was shy, so I dared not ask

For the boon, so bravely I wore the mask.

But into her face there came a flame:--

I wonder could she have been thinking the same?

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