DROP ON MY HEART A ROSE by Robert Davidson My voice breaks against those lips of thine, Before I leave for war I humbly plea Let me love you gently your first time As dumb-tongued my love to you expose. And then I'll return to thee once more To bring to thy heart a rose. I long to merge myself in you And lie with you all my last long night Making each to the other fit true; While love's deep wonder to you shows Heady passion given for your delight. I leave with your heart a rose. You laugh as in my fond arms you fall As you respond with your passion pent. But before I answer the bugle's call I want us to lie entwined in still repose As in mad delight sublimely spent You press to my heart a rose. As the war rages on I see you yet Mourning red-eyed your lost love. I cry aloud 'If I die, I know you'll not forget For on our troth one request I must impose: If I am swathed in the silence of a shroud, Then drop on my heart a rose.'
