<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353641" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Winds and Skirts</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">...it was the hem of her skirt I saw; <br>the wind, though blowing lightly, <br>revealed the contours of her frame.<br>Wished I could say I was not moved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The host whisked her into a room<br>but the aroma of her perfume lingered.<br>Were I to see her face again, <br>I would not recognized it<br>but the hem of her skirt, well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stood there for an hour<br>with my face stuck to the pane; <br>my facial image is still there, <br>yet I did not see her.<br>I have smelled many perfumes since<br>and have seen many skirt hems...<br>What would I give to see her body<br>sway in the winds?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Buxton+Shippy">Buxton Shippy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=353641" data-title="Winds and Skirts de Buxton Shippy" data-description="...it was the hem of her skirt I saw; the wind, though blowing lightly, revealed the contours of her frame. Wished I could say I was not moved. The host whisked her into a room but the aroma of her perfume lingered. Were I to see her face again..."></div> </div> </div>

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