Place soft lips upon this rose
Deep and full in red repose
Suspend two hearts in time suppose
Forever we will be
A thousand books would not be fair
For all the world to read and share
Expounding all the ardour there
In my soul for thee
A wound in love is felt worse
Than any knife or bullet curse
For life is real and not rehearsed
What I would do for thee
Your face your eyes I have no words
This feeling in me will be dared
My love this love has to be shared
I was blind, I see
Come then passion grip this soul
Bind us close together whole
Blinding light black as coal
We and only we
The time is unyielding now
To be as one locked in vow
Down all barriers love knows how
Be the god in me
Kiss then this rose that I have sent
My heart is sealed with all intent
Those deep red lips I wish foment
Oh temptress, by hour and minute come to me |  |
