My life is grown a witchcraft place
Through gazing on thy form and face.
Now 't is thy Smile's soft sorcery
That makes my soul a melody.
Now 't is thy Frown, that comes and goes,
That makes my heart a page of prose.
Some day, perhaps, a word of thine
Will change me to thy VALENTINE.
A Valentine.
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: Valentine's Day, change, heart, life, smile, soul, place, face, soft, melody, thine, valentine, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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