I said yes
Not so dolled-up as she was in Evening's dimmer, kinder light, She worries. Do I love her now? Her cheeks have lost their rosy Glow. Her eyelids lack for Shadows, and her lips have Paled. Her hair is strange. Her eyes, however, still retain Their depth and sweetness, And the words the lips have Let escape produce the warmth They did before, so I say, yes, I do. Sign in to see full entry.