Author Walt Whitman Now, dearest comrade, lift me to your face, We must separate awhile--Here! take from my lips this kiss. Whoever you are, I give it especially to you; So long!--And I hope we shall meet again. 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