Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. – Rupert Brooke
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. – Rupert Brooke
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. – Rupert Brooke
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years. – Rupert Brooke
But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind. – Rupert Brooke
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble and the rough male kiss of blankets. – Rupert Brooke