Ah! dear one!
How often I think of the past!
Can it be you forget?
Perchance 'twas a passion too wondrous to last,
But I dream of it yet!
I see you again, as you gazed in my eyes
With joy all alight!
So fondly you'd fold me as softly you told me
Of Love through the star-sprinkled night.
Sweet summer breeze whispering trees,
Stars shining softly above;
Roses in bloom, wafted perfume.
Sleepy birds dreaming of love.
Safe in your arms, far from alarms,
Day-light shall come but in vain.
Tenderly pressed close to your breast,
Kiss me! Kiss me again!
Herbert, Victor and Blossom, Henry, "Kiss Me Again" (1915). Historic Sheet Music Collection. 789.
The views expressed in this paper are solely those of the author.