• My head droped low on your breast
    With a feeling of shelter
    and infinite rest,
    While the holy emotions
    my tongue dared not speak,
    Flashed up as in flame,
    from my heart to my cheek;
    Your arms held me fast,
    in their passionate hold.
    Heart beat against heart
    Your glances seemed
    drawing my soul through my eyes,
    As the sun draws the
    mist from the sea to the skies.
    Your lips clung to mine
    till I prayed in my bliss
    They might never unclasp from this rapturous kiss.