My sweetest one ~ now I call on you
I have never loved, with a love so true.
If you cannot give your heart to me
I will still ~ and ever ~ love thee.
My mind is weary as the sunflower
I am thinking about you every hour.
Not a second goes by, I know not why,
Unless I am dancing with you.
Oh answer me now and say you care
My darling one, thou art so fair,
With radiant beauty that captures a heart
And magic within, as bright as a star.
I long to hear you singing again,
pretty words of love in gentle refrain...
Just a note from you on paper of blue
will tell me the greatest romance is true.
Signed By He Who Loves Thee.
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