Songs of Love and Rebellion/One last kiss
ONE LAST KISS
Lift your glowing lips to mine, my darling; kiss me once again;
Kiss me, though my heart be broken when our lips are torn in twain;
Kiss me, though my soul should waken, weeping, evermore to dwell
In the land of utmost grieving, as a citizen of hell.
Kiss me once again, my darling, though my soul forever dies
With the dying of the love-light from your clear and splendid eyes;
Lift your lips to mine and kiss me, though the kiss leave desolate
Every palace I have builded in the dreamland of my fate.