To the moon & back

Th moon is like hard white rock, Give me one warm kiss! l ask no more. l know you love me not, But give me this and l will hold it, dear a thousand years in store. Force me not there alone, till you have kissed longing lips. As you have my done before, When you and l, on Grecian lsland, The sweetness of kisses l have dreamed on giving you! When it seemed, As if you knee! Sweet is first love, Sweeter than breath, Too dear for life, Sweet unto death, Thus was it that l died. How many times around must turn the wheel of birth and. And death, Till you wil feel your lover's breath her kisses? O give me what l ask, one wild, sweet kiss, To last a thousand years. that l may bask, ln this blest thought. Till you shall love, O kiss me now!