THE KISS
Kiss me now this very hour
Do give me that rose-budded flower
glistening from dabbing in the lukewarm blood of men.
Oh give me such bliss.
Give me those red pouting lips,
That I may languidly kiss
And suck from that honey-scented mouth
The sweet vapour that is thy soul
And into mine dissolve,
Wine into water, water into wine;
You into me and me into the divine.
