Whose Cheek Is This?, por Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Whose Cheek Is This?

Whose cheek is this?

What rosy face

Has lost a blush today?

I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods

And bore her safe away.

Robins, in the tradition

Did cover such with leaves,

But which the cheek—

And which the pall

My scrutiny deceives.

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