I kissed a kiss in youth <br />Upon a dead man's brow; <br />And that was long ago,-- <br />And I'm a grown man now. <br /> <br />It's lain there in the dust, <br />Thirty years and more;-- <br />My lips that set a light <br />At a dead man's door.<br /><br />William Stanley Braithwaite<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scintilla/
