Two Smiles___Two Blooms
I plucked the smile to place it
Upon the bosom of my Love,
To ornament and grace it.
Her lips, like petals parting, bloomed;
The bloom___she could not miss it___
I plucked, as to her mouth I bent
My whiskered own, to kiss it.
___John Edward Everett
Quillings In Verse
John Edward Everett
(Smith Center: ___. 1912)