White Stains

AD LUCIUM 69 Till my hand and my mouth are united In caresses that shake thee and smite, While the stars hide their lustre affrighted In measureless night. I will neither delay nor dissemble But utter my love in thine ear Though my voice and my countenance tremble With a passion past pity and fear ; I will speak from my heart till thou listen With the soft sound of wings of a dove, Till thine eyes answer back till they glisten O Lucius, love ! I will touch thee but once with a finger, But thy vitals shall shudder and smart, And the smile through thy sorrow shall linger, And the touch shall pierce through to thine heart ; Thy lips a denial shall fashion, Thou shalt tremble and fear to confess, Till thou suddenly break into passion With yes, love, and yes. I will kiss thee and fondle and woo thee And mingle my lips into thine