I believe, dear treasure

Under the lime blossom --

do you know yet?

We could find no end to it.

First you kissed me

and then I kissed you.

I believe, dear treasure, it was a sin

but it was sweet. It certainly was sweet.

Father called through the garden --

do you know yet?

We kept quiet. Father can wait.

First you kissed me

and then I kissed you.

I believe, dear treasure, it was a sin

but it was sweet. It certainly was sweet.