He whispered, my love

He whispered, "My love, raise your eyes."

I sharply chid him, and said "Go!";

but he did not stir.

He stood before me and held both my hands.

I said, "Leave me!";

but he did not go.

He brought his face near my ear.

I glanced at him and said, "What a shame!";

but he did not move.

His lips touched my cheek.

I trembled and said, "You dare too much";

but he had no shame.

He put a flower in my hair.

I said, "It is useless!"; but he stood unmoved.

He took the garland from my neck and went away.

I weep and ask my heart,

"Why does he not come back?"