Author Witter Bynner Her tears are spent, but no dreams come.She can hear the others singing through the night.She has lost his love. Alone with her beauty,She leans till dawn on her incense-pillow. 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