Sappho - The First Kiss lyrics

And down I set the cushion Upon the couch that she, Relaxed supine upon it, Might give her lips to me. As some enamored priestess At Aphrodite's shrine, Entranced I bent above her With sense of the divine. She had, by nature nubile, In years a child, no hint Of any secret knowledge Of pa**ion's least intent. Her mouth for immolation Was ripe, and mine the art; And one long kiss of pa**ion Deflowered her virgin heart.