My love gave me a passion-flower. <br />I nursed it well - so brief its hour! <br />My eyelids ache, my throat is dry: <br />He told me that it would not die. <br /> <br />My love and I are one, and yet <br />Full oft my cheeks with tears are wet - <br />So sweet the night is and the bower! <br />My love gave me a passion-flower. <br /> <br />So sweet! Hold fast my hands. Can God <br />Make all this joy revert to sod, <br />And leave to me but this for dower - <br />My love gave me a passion-flower.<br /><br />Sarah Margaret Fuller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-passion-flower/
