Poems (Browning)/Thoughts of You
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Thoughts of You
I found a rosebud, velvet red, The leaves still glad with morning dew,And as I kissed its petaled lips,I thought of you.
I found a white bud, pure and sweet, But in its heart a vision clear,And when the lovely face uprose, I saw you, dear.