You say you love - but then your lips
Coral tinted teach no blisses
More than coral in the sea -
They never pout for kisses -
O love me truly!
O breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should burn me,
Squeeze as lovers should - O kiss
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
John Keats.
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