„You kissed me! My head drooped low on your breast
With a feeling of shelter and infinite rest,
While the holy emotions my tongue dared not speak,
Flashed up as in flame, from my heart to my cheek;
Your arms held me fast; oh! your arms were so bold –
Heart beat against heart in their passionate fold.
Your glances seemed drawing my soul through mine eyes,
As the sun draws the mist form the sea to the skies.
Your lips clung to mine till I prayed in my bliss
They might never unclasp from the rapturous kiss.”
Îmi ating cu vârful degetelor linia de la baza gâtului, de jur împrejur. Urmăresc încet, cu ochii închiși, fiecare nestemată din colierul invizibil pe care mi l-ai așternut apăsându-ți ușor buzele pe pielea mea. Stătusem prea mult la soare și m-am plâns că mă ustură, dar tu ai știut să mă tămăduiești de îndată…
My fingertips are following the line at the base of my neck and around. With my eyes closed, I am slowly touching every gem of the invisible necklace that you have laid on me by gently pressing your lips against my skin. I had bathed in the sun for too long and had complained it was burning. You instantly knew how to heal me…