Author John Gould Fletcher When he first came out to meet me,He had just been girt with the two swords;And I found he was far more interested in the glitter of their hilts,And did not even compare my kiss to a cherry-blossom. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments