Thoughts On My Lover
In this world have I found such bliss
as when in my lovers arms
or from her kiss?
But much more is she than that to me.
Her tender voice, her patient ear,
much more than beauty,
those are what draw me near.
Beauty? Yes, she has in droves
and with her I desire
to walk among the groves
admiring all natures charm
whilst gently holding her in my arm.
To walk without her I cannot bear,
she is my life, my air.
When this mortal life is spent
and from the earth I am rent,
may those still living join in chorus
to sing of our love glorious.
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