Tender oasis,
Ingemmed in a wilderness of grey!
Kisses, kisses,—
Kisses upon your red lips in the black night ...
When, alone in the long, quiet street,
By the door of the tavern,
Shielded from sight of those within,
The soft rain falling on our heads like a mother’s blessing,—
We bartered the clinging kisses of new desire.
And, as I held you to me,