Could She Have Guessed
Could she have guessed my coward care?
I knew her foot upon the stair,
Her figure chained my inmost eye;
I only looked a lover’s lie,—
I feigned indifference, felt despair.
My very blood leaped up, aware
Of her free step and morning air;
She raised her head, she caught my eye—
Could she have guessed?
I faced her with a chilly stare,
With words so common and so bare!
Her whispering skirts, as she went by,
Swept every sense—a thrilling sigh!
Ah, would her heart have heard my prayer
Could she have guessed?
Elaine Goodale.