Take This Kiss Upon Thy Mouth Poem by Ravi Kopra

Take this kiss upon thy mouth
Before I head to the south,
To fight for the confederate till end
For only whites could ever be my friend,
I love you with my heart but sad you seem
And think my days will end in a dream,
Yet if I let my hope fly away
In a dark night or gloomy day,
In a vision or in none
Life will be dull, no fun,
Do not cry for me if in the war I die
My soul in the sky will fly high,
On my way to heaven on a flashing beam
Lifting me high & saying- my dream was but a dream.