by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Language: English 
You leaned against my breast, my love,
In sympathy divine,
My heart beat close to yours, my love,
Your lips lay soft on mine.

And in that thrilling stillness 
A whisper reached my ear...
I love you, I love you,
And the world's well lost...
If I but have you near.

And as I looked into your eyes...
By the firelight's fitful gleam...
One hour of bliss seemed surely mine.
Alas! t'was but a dream.


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This text was added to the website: 2014-08-18
Line count: 13
Word count: 75