Love’s Springtide

MY heart was winter-bound until

I heard you sing;

O voice of Love, hush not, but fill

My life with Spring!

My hopes were homeless things before

I saw your eyes;

O smile of Love, close not the door

To paradise!

My dreams were bitter once, and then

I found them bliss;

O lips of Love, give me again

Your rose to kiss!

Springtide of Love! The secret sweet

Is ours alone;

O heart of Love, at last you beat

Against my own!