I had a bleeding heart of pain, that only you could heal It was my hope, a reoccurring drea… one I thought you might could feel I cried those tears of many years,

Around the fire a heated ring Lips that meld, hearts that sing A dancing vision, to unfurl Skin of ginger, rich as pearl Loving sighs, moon of pale

O love within my hearts desire, you tangled neath brush and briar; to live below a world of bitter b… while my lips drip with lovers win… Now in chambers bed I weep,

Breath of beauty, smell of myrr… For all my love it does stir That of which my heart awakes My lips of red softly quake Your touch be, as gentle spring

Ever does the heartache, when in slumber it awakes, to hear the silence absence makes

Yes, the winds of love still bl… and heat still melts the winters s… The robin still sings, the black b… Clouds billow across the skies in… The tide still ebbs from an aching…

Though a tear fall from an ache Raining drops o’er land or lake Dark clouds above, now wax and wan… for fate to take away the pain

Pricked by a roses thorn Fooled by beauties charm Fragrant blooms of soft array, Capture me, by you I lay While the eve of sun is set,

I said a prayer for you, from very far away It reached the heavens high, God heard what I had to say I asked to keep you safe

Everywhere the wind blows, you know my heart goes too For I look for you in the spring… and in the trees of apple orchard’… I look for you in winters rhyme,

There is an ache that lives ins… from where it comes I do not know But with it brings black butterfli… that carry pain on wings of woe Casting shadows on midnight moon,

I saw a star past midnight Thought of you under moonlight Upon such things I dare to dream but tonight this I deem Forbidden as the fruits that grow,

O what love is this; that I am still so in love with th… Hath not the empty years passed; enough to set my heart free? O thou love by the undying sea,

Let me live my life of dreams; to rid this brow of furrow I’ll kick the dirt from parted sea… and throw away the sorrow The sun will rise on caps of water

Awaken, precious flower, For your buds are laved in dew Like beads upon your thorns, in the morning day of new For in your sweet essence,