“I sat anticipating, yet awed, with that instinct alert,
Dreading but longing for I knew not what;
While he with the still swiftness, that bespeaks the All stirred within,
Glided beside me;
And with tender arms around and about me, like the will o’ the wisp,
He drew me closely to his loving breast;
And he kissed me, and he kissed me,
In that gentle way,
Till the magic thrills, one after another
Opened wide all the closed up avenues of my soul.