Before you kissed me, my darling Nicky, only winds of heaven had kissed me, and the tenderness of the rain—Now that you have come, how can I care for kisses like theirs again? I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me, they surged about me singing of the south—I turned my head away to keep still holy, your kiss upon my mouth. And swift sweet rains of shining May weather found not my lips where living kisses are; I bowed my head lest they put out my glory as rain puts out a star. I am my love’s and she is mine forever, sealed with a kiss and safe forevermore