I 



So here and there 

 You brush it, till I grow aware 

 Who wants me, and wide open burst. 



"The bee's kiss now! 

 Kiss me as if you entered gay 



My heart at some noonday, 

 A bud that dared not disallow 

 The claim, so all is rendered up, 

 And passively its shattered cup 

 Over your head to sleep I bow." 



