I was a lover, I kissed the woman I loved, After much struggling and loss in love and in the world of man, the protagonist throws in his lot with a woman who is already married. Together they go into another country, she perforce leaving her children behind. The conflict of love and hate goes on between the man and the woman, and between these two and the world around them, till it reaches some sort of conclusion, they transcend into some condition of blessedness!

I will warm your feet with kisses Seems to dabble in me

Your hand would not be so flig and easy. From your feet to your lips! Some fireflies drift through the middle air