Give me your kisses if you dare
Toss them soft upon the flowing breeze
To whisper secret the delights
Through happy eavesdropping trees.
Weigh them down with hidden
Memories of passion and a deep
Needful longing. Then my heart, thrown ages
And ages ago toward you with little thought to caution,
Will not miss them as they float among the trees.
But like a flower newly bloomed, the fragrance
- your full, your everlasting devotion-
Will announce that love has come.
Then give them freedom to be taken.
Freedom to be enjoyed, and you and I
Will be even after we die.
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