Wouldst kiss me, my lady? <br />Bless these lips with thine? <br />Raise me to the heights of ecstasy, <br />To know again that Love is mine? <br /> <br />Touch my face with thy hallowed hand, <br />Stroke me with thy satin skin, <br />Rousing from slumber love's sweet demand, <br />Reaching for the soul within. <br /> <br />Thy hostage is my heart, <br />Forever bound to thee, <br />This binding that cannot part <br />And makes you ever a part of me. <br /> <br />For true love is a sharing without end <br />That mere separation cannot dim <br />The feeling that doth transcend <br />Even the beauty of the Seraphim.<br /><br />Karl Stuart Kline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1-1-truly/
