The Way That Lovers Use

The way that lovers use is this;They bow, catch hands, with never a word,And their lips meet, and they do kiss,—So I have heard.

They queerly find some healing so,And strange attainment in the touch;There is a secret lovers know,—I have read as much.

And theirs no longer joy nor smart,Changing or ending, night or day;But mouth to mouth, and heart on heart,—So lovers say.