o enchanter...!
what magic thy eyes spell
the silent tongue of love
for thee my craving lips doth wait
your songs they sing, your hymn they recite
taste from my lips oh love
the immortal drink of love
in muse my thoughts wander to thee
my body is here but soul with thee
no more in me i shall speak
the beauty i me that resides
to thy feet all i surrender
my fidelity is thine thine is me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like this. Theres nothing like a bit of love In the air. Good write. May i invite you to Read my new poem called justice part 2.