Only winds of Heaven had kissed me
& the tenderness of rain
Now that he has come, I can care for kisses like his again.
I sought the sea, He sent his winds to meet
They stayed about me singing of the south,
I turned my ear away to keep still. Holy.
His kiss upon my mouth & swift winds of shining April weather.
I found my lips not living kisses, The more I bowed my head
The lest they put out my lung
I am my love & he is mine forever sealed with a kiss
For him I could let a beggar enter where a king stood before.
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