Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? <br />How soft is this one, how subtle this is; <br />How fluttering swift as a bird's kiss that is, <br />As a bird that taps at a leafy lattice; <br />How this one clings and how that uncloses <br />From bud to flower in the way of roses; <br />And this through laughter and that through weeping <br />Swims to the brim where Love lies sleeping; <br />And this in a pout I snatch, and capture <br />That in the ecstasy of rapture, <br />When the odorous red-rose petals part <br />That my lips may find their way to the heart <br />Of the rose of the world, your lips, my rose. <br />But no song knows <br />The way of my heart to the heart of my rose<br /><br />Arthur Symons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/kisses-42/
