Poet
Nothing, my angel, nothing. Where are your lips?…
(He kisses her)
Miss
Wouldn’t it be better to light the lamp?
Poet
No… (Very tenderly) Tell me, do you love me?
Miss
Very much … oh, so much!
Poet
Poet
Nothing, my angel, nothing. Where are your lips?…
(He kisses her)
Miss
Wouldn’t it be better to light the lamp?
Poet
No… (Very tenderly) Tell me, do you love me?
Miss
Very much … oh, so much!
Poet