We, were, thou and me, in the fort,
Strolled arm in arm in winter sun hot,
Stopped under the love bird tree,
Put thy delicate shoulder on me,
Thou left the warm sighs on my ear,
Sobbed and shared thy life fear.
Spending long hours eye to eye,
Took out the food cooked by thee,
Fed me to the fullest by fairy hand,
Then, made around me the arms' garland,
Sat and took my head on thy lap,
Put the hot and coral lips,
On the white and starved cheeks,
Our celestial bodies making no gap,
Suddenly, the birds chirped,
My deep and beautiful sleep ripped.