Aye! There she goes my lady love, with eyes of dark mahogany
Her skin fair, oh no not she
Her skin is dark like the depths of the sea
Lashes and hair black as night
Luscious lips part to reveal a smile so bright
Beauty and wit she is the ideal
At her nearness my heart races, fast as a spinner’s wheel
Oh love! Would you but permit me a kiss
And with a kiss send me into complete bliss
A happy man indeed I would be
If thou wouldst confirm your love for me
Declare my love for you, I would a thousand times
Of your character and beauty I’ve written a thousand rhymes
Poetry and songs so that all may know
My lady love where ever she does go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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