As a rule, one isn't aware that interpretation is taking place
and unless aware of it, perception will be inextricably mixed with interpretation.
Mona Lisa is just smiling - no one knows the reason for her smile - enlightenment? 
It is whispered that during that era, constipation was a serious problem...
The little poem has the flavor of devotion..
But to whom?  Or is it just a poetic description of  ......     
That is the question, unless...
Thy touch is warm, a gentle breeze
Thy breath does color evening's sky
Thou art a sheer delight
Thy whisper is a tempting tease
Although thee can't be seen
Thou warmest me this very night
Please don't depart
But stay a while
Thy leaving always breaks my heart

How will it end?