Croissant-ing

The Look

atouchofintimacy:

Stephon kissed me in the spring, 
Robin in the fall, 
But Colin only looked at me 
And never kissed at all.

Stephon’s kiss was lost in jest, 
Robin’s lost in play, 
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes 
Haunts me night and day.

- Sara Teasdale

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    One of my favorite poets & poems.
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