Had this hope.
this one man. melted. to my mind.
the one to mend. stitch me back. a novel Mary Shelley.
Upon recommendation. Due course. And careful consideration.
i succumbed. to hope. a novel idea.
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden; Thou needest not fear mine;
My spirit is too deeply laden
Ever to burthen thine.
I fear thy mien, thy tones, thy motion;
Thou needest not fear mine;
Innocent is the heart’s devotion
With which I worship thine.
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, I Fear Thy Kisses