KISS ME AGAIN INTO FEVER
And so I sat amid the lilies Loving their fragrance and perceiving the beauty of their bloom My mind took a leap like a playful deer Prancing amidst the meadow, here and there Off it went trotting away in joyful thoughts Bosom heaving with each soft breath Dainty feet at ankles crossed The memory, the remembrance of that soft kiss Stolen about a fortnight ago
His hair was raven black His arms a pure delight of manly strength His lips, unabashed in their greed As he reduced me to shivers Oh, hasten to me, my love Kiss me again into fever.
