David Given Schwarm

Every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it.

Sitting under the mistletoe(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),One last candle burning low,All the sleepy dancers gone,Just one candle burning on,Shadows lurking everywhere:Some one came, and kissed me there. Tired I was; my head would goNodding under the mistletoe(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),No footsteps came, no voice, but only,Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,Stooped in the still and shadowy…

                                                          1. Three months ago, the stream did flow,    The lilies bloomed along the edge;And we were lingering to and fro,—Where none will track thee in this snow,    Along the stream, beside the hedge.Ah! sweet, be free to come and go;    For if I do not hear thy foot,    The frozen river is as mute,—    The flowers have dried down to…