Zephyr’s whisper came and fled
Heaven’s tears from overhead…
When upon my cheek it rests,
Fie the early dusk that nests!
Haled beyond the distant shore,
I’ll not find there I found before.
By rosy lips and glowing cheeks
Heart rises over mountain peaks.
For children never leave too well
Without a gift like chime of bell.
What lovers hardly e’er impart
Without a package of the heart?
Of lips and swoons and kindly spells
A woman not too often tells…
But I with you a heart will share—
Life’s due burdens will rightly bear.
From me to you, and you to me…
For time and all eternity,
Though roads may climb and dizzy wind
Gorse for kisses we will find.