LAST NIGHT I SLEPT & WHEN I WOKE HIS KISS STILL FLOATED ON MY LIPS, FOR WE HAVE STRAYED TOGETHER IN MY DREAM, THROUGH SOME DIM GLADE
WHERE THE SHY MOONBEAMS SCARE DARE LIGHT OUR BLISS THE AIR WAS DANK WITH DEW BETWEEN THE TREES THE HIDDEN GLOW WORMS KINDLED AND WERE SPENT CHEEK PRESSED AGAINST CHEEK THE COOL THE HOT NIGHT BREEZE MINGLE ARE HAIR OUR BREATH CAME AND WENT.
