Here you will find the Poem Perfume of poet Arthur Symons
Shake out your hair about me, so, That I may feel the stir and scent Of those vague odours come and go The way our kisses went. Night gave this priceless hour of love, But now the dawn steals in apace, And amorously bends above The wonder of your face. 'Farewell' between our kisses creeps, You fade, a ghost, upon the air; Yet ah! the vacant place still keeps The odour of your hair.
