Love, touch my mouth with kisses as with fire; Lean hard against my breast, that I may feel From thy warm heart its influence subtly steal Through all my veins; with overmuch desire My spirit fainteth, and my lips suspire Swiftly with heavy breathings; round me reel The shadows of the dark, and downward wheel The dim, far stars from heaven; draw me nigher Unto thy bosom, love, for all my sense Of earth and time fleets from me. . . Dayward flows The stream of night, and into yon immense Blue void the slow moon fails; hold me more close, Lest from thine arms my spirit hasten hence Going that viewless way no mortal knows.