• Fly, Cupid's arrow, strike the heart -
    Infect with the poison of my veins;
    No more, Indifference, keep us apart
    Nor fill a soul with lover's pains.
    I scream with you, oh midday Sun,
    and burn with passion in my flame
    Though by the cloud dark work is done:
    Shade from love's warmth as if a game.
    Your essence, my Love, is a garden fair-
    So full of life, yet ever still.
    One never sees a movement there
    but beauty grows and ever will.
    tab Yet someday I will make you see
    tab for I've faith in You and Love and me.