A Song to Wake Your Dear in the Morning I kiss the locks of your hair: Do you feel me there, Sleepy one? I will put a kiss on your brow: Are you waking now? Won't you wake, sleepy one? A kiss on your left eye; on your right— Closed tight, closed tight! Oh, you are a hard one to wake! A kiss on your nose Where your deep breath goes, Sleepy one! Now a kiss for each ear: Do you hear, do you hear? Wake, sleepy one! A kiss for this cheek; a kiss for this: How many kisses you will miss! Won't you wake? Won't you wake? Now I come to your lips that I love: Oh, you are waking! You wake and move! Sleepy one! Sleepy one, My kisses are done. Oh, you are a hard one to wake!
We kissed there in the stone entrance,
In the great cool stone mouth of the building,
Before it took you.
We kissed under the granite arches.
And then you turned and were gone
And high about and above were the hard towered walls,
The terrible weights of stone, relentless,
But for the moment they had been kind to us,
Folding us with arms
While we kissed.