I gave my life to another lover, <br />I gave my love, and all, and all-- <br />But over a dream the past will hover, <br />Out of a dream the past will call. <br /> <br />I tear myself from sleep with a shiver <br />But on my breast a kiss is hot, <br />And by my bed the ghostly giver <br />Is waiting tho' I see him not.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dreams-5/
