All night we danced upon our windy hill,
Your dress a cloud of tangled midnight hair,
And love was much too much for me to wear.
Countee Cullen, excerpt from The Dance of Love in Color (1925)
All night we danced upon our windy hill,
Your dress a cloud of tangled midnight hair,
And love was much too much for me to wear.
Countee Cullen, excerpt from The Dance of Love in Color (1925)