Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

LII


 

In the land of kisses 
The very winds were stirred 
To mortal speech.  But this is 
The only tale I heard.

In the land of kisses 

5

Your mouth is a red bloom, 
Aching to know the blisses 
That perish and consume.

In the land of kisses 
My mouth is a red moth 

10
Searching in the dusk. And this is 
The rapture for us both.