I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower, That, fading from your vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me Almost a loneliness.
He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast. It's a boundless place to me, And silence, as the awful sea Puts minor streams to rest.
And now, I'm different from before, As of I breathed superior air, Or brushed a royal grown; My feet, too, that had wandered so, My gypsy face transfigured now To tender renown.