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