answered kisses

One of my grandmother's poems for a sultry night.
I thought I'd somehow learned to do without you--
That when we'd meet I'd smile and say some trivial thing,
And that my heart had no more need to love you,
No urgent wish to hold your love,
Or keep your memory pressed away in rose leaves.
But when you came today, you were too real--the You
That I have never ceased to love, I know--
The You who with my every breath have constantly
Been mine without my knowing--
I could not force myself to hide my soul,
I answered every kiss of yours with mine.