YOU KISSED ME
“You kissed me! my head had dropped low on your breast,
With a feeling of shelter and infinite rest,
While the holy emotion my tongue dared not speak
Flashed up like a flame from my heart to my cheek.
Your arms held me fast ! and your arms were so bold,
Heart beat against heart in that rapturous fold.
Your glances seemed drawing my soul through my eyes,
As the sun draws the mist from the sea to the skies.
And your lips clung to mine ’till I prayed, in my bliss.
They might never unclasp from that rapturous kiss.
You kissed me! my heart and my breath and my will
In delirious joy for the moment stood still.
Life had for me then no temptations, no charms,
No vista of pleasure outside of your arms.
And were I this instant an angel, possessed
Of the glory and peace that is given the blest,
I would throw my white robes unrepiningly down,
And tear from my forehead its beautiful crown,
To nestle once more in that haven of rest,
With your lips upon mine and my head on your breast.
You kissed me! my soul in a bliss so divine
Reeled and swooned, like a drunken man foolish with wine.
And I thought ’twere delicious to die then, if death
Would come while my mouth was yet moist with your breath.
‘Twere delicious to die if my heart might grow cold
While your arms wrapped me round in that passionate fold.
And these are the questions I ask day and night:
Must my soul taste but once such exquisite delight?
Would you care if your breast was my shelter as then,
And if you were here would you kiss me again?”
“You Kissed Me”, in Stolen Waters (Celia Emmeline Gardner, 1871, pag. 56/57).