Just one touch from my Lady of Love’s hand
Melts my heart as sunbeams melt winter’s snow,
As liquid ice runs down to water’s end,
And silver ‘cicles thaw to join its flow.
Just one look from my Lady of Love’s eyes
Penetrates my being, illumes my soul,
As graceful beauty in her body lies,
Like my spirit succumbs to her control.
Just one word from my Lady of Love’s lips,
Brushes over the chord of my heart’s string,
As masterful Beethoven’s fingertips,
As winter gives way to the warmth of spring.
O’ Lady of Love, love passionately!
O’ Lady of Love, take me completely!
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