Sweet Kiss Devine

Of this kiss, this sweet kiss divine

Stroked ever so gentle into night,

Of and upon this sighing heart of mine,

Held fast now unto loves pure delight.

Carry therefore with me do I this golden tune,

Left not abandoned on solace of pittance sorrow,

But delivered in whole on that of lovers moon.

So cast not I nary more a weary eye,

For unto this peace cometh I.

Held fast unto the silent joy

From this sweet kiss divine.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005