Before you kissed me only winds of heavenHad kissed me, and the tenderness of rain -Now you have come, how can I care for kissesLike theirs again?I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me,They surged about me singing of the south -I turned my head away to keep still holyYour kiss upon my mouth.And swift sweet rains of shining April weatherFound not my lips where living kisses are;I bowed my head lest they put out my gloryAs rain puts out a star.I am my love's and he is mine forever,Sealed with a seal and safe forevermore -Think you that I could let a beggar enterWhere a king stood before?Sara Teasdale