... the old black rum
Kiss Me but Once
If you could know the soul within the Sea,
That saw the light of life in pastel eyes;
Whose heart now lost to one who knows not me,
Dare I, but show this love from hidden guise?
The day may come that I may brave this dare,
and drunkenly may talk in stuttered ways,
to fumble at the sight of lips so fair,
Oh hope, you do not laugh, of this I pray.
A kiss, a kiss is all I want and dream;
Tis, but a simple gift to part, my dear.
For it would be like soft and supple cream,
And not so bad that you may shed a tear.
So here I am as brave as fools can be,
Kiss me but once, before I run and flee.