As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.
And I would have, now love is over, An end to all, an end: I cannot, having been your lover Stoop to become your friend!
Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How fluttering swift as a bird's kiss that is, As a bird that taps at a leafy lattice; How this one clings and how that uncloses From bud to flower in the way of roses.
Love is a flaming heart, and its flames aspire / Till they cloud the soul in the smoke of a windy fire.
To have loved, to have been made happy thus, / What better fate has life in store for us?
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