Author John Kendrick Bangs He saw her lips and deemed them roses fair. A flower he strove to pluck, and it was this — I have it from a fairy who was there And saw it all while peeping from his lair — Gave first to man that perfect flower of bliss The Lover's kiss! 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