You, since no arms could hold, no lips could press
Close as our close-knit spirits, which are one,
Halted the fierce embrace you had begun,
Held me half-near, kissed me with gentleness;
Yet wakened with your flower-light caress
Joy that did former rapture all outrun.
Here source-fire of the quiet lying sun,
Here strength of silent sea tides, I could guess.
And I, since words are not that can reveal
Half the heart-shaking wonder that I feel,
Give you no answer, asking love of me,
But eyes unveiled, lips that move silently.
All youth, all love, all life were made for this,
The wordless moment of the spirit's kiss.
