To Electra


I dare not ask to kiss,
I dare not beg a smile,
Lest having that, or this,
I might grow proud the while.

No, no, the utmost share
Of my desire shall be
Only to kiss the air
That lately kissèd thee.
Credit

This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on August 24, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive. This poem is in the public domain.