I know you are a gift from God
And you were wondrous fair:
Your lovely eyes,
Your tender lips,
Your silken cascade of coal black hair.
To your soft touch the waves lap close
Then tumble over my head:
In ecstatic joy
And deep embrace
You take me to your bed.
My greatest joy is beyond compare,
The cord which does most bind:
The relentless chime
Of tangled time
Ties me in unity to your mind.
So years have passed and lips do fade
But love has wondrously grown:
More dear to me,
Still marvellously,
My gift from God alone.
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