Caught in the claws of Love am I,
Dangling beyond the dale and the sky.
Heart pounced by elating words,
Eyes whipped with beauty laws.
The sun high above in the scene,
Afraid of my ways: drenched in sin:
The sin of how my lips deceived,
The lips of my dear uncontrollably.
To amend again I have come,
Believe me, not in former's form.
Purged am I by love,
Hatred from me away is shoved.
Make me once more feel the warmth of thy
lips,
Loan me to pleasure, take me away on love's
trip.
Allow my tongue stay their in its shelter:
In thy mouth, let both coil like the adder.
Come dearest, It's Valentine.
Fasten to me like the bolt of curtain, let's
with love dine.
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