Sara Teasdale — In a Cuban Garden

Hibiscus flowers are cups of fire,        &nbsp (Love me, my lover, life will not stay) The bright poinsettia shakes in the wind,        &nbsp A scarlet leaf is blowing away. A lizard lifts his head and listens—        &nbsp Kiss me before the noon goes by, Here in the shade of the ceiba hide me        &nbsp From the great black vulture circling the sky.