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The kiss
If questioning would make us wise, no eyes would ever gaze in eyes; if all our tale were told in speech, no mouths would wonder each to each.
were spirits free from mortal mesh and love not bound in hearts of flesh no aching breasts would yearn to meet and find their ecstasy complete.
For you is there and lives and knows the secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need to thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "if" and "why" i love you now until i die. For i must love because i live and life in me is what you give.
The kiss
If questioning would make us wise, no eyes would ever gaze in eyes; if all our tale were told in speech, no mouths would wonder each to each.
were spirits free from mortal mesh and love not bound in hearts of flesh no aching breasts would yearn to meet and find their ecstasy complete.
For you is there and lives and knows the secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need to thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "if" and "why" i love you now until i die. For i must love because i live and life in me is what you give.