You kissed me
You
kissed me! My head drooped 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; oh! your arms were so bold-
Heart
beat against heart in their passionate fold.
Your
glances seemed drawing my soul through mine 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 the rapturous kiss.
You
kissed me! My heart, my breath and my will
In
delirious joy for a moment stood still.
Life
had for me then no temptations, no charms,
No
vision of rapture outside your arms;
And
were I this instant an angel possessed
Of
the peace and the joy that belong to the blest,
I
would fling my white robes unrepiningly down,
I
would tear from my forehead its beautiful crown,
To
nestle once more in that haven of rest-
Your
lips upon mine, my head on your breast.
You
kissed me! My soul in a bliss so divine
Reeled
and swooned like a drunkard when foolish with wine,
And
I thought ‘twere delicious to die there, if death
Would
but come while my lips were yet moist with your breath;
While
your arms clasped me round in that blissful embrace,
While
your eyes melt in mine could e’en death e’er efface-
Oh,
these are the questions I ask day and night:
Must
my lips taste no more such exquisite delight?
Would
you wish that your breast were my shelter as then?
And
if you were here, would you kiss me again?
Josephine Slocum Hunt
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