Sweet to my tongue,
Fresh to my lungs;
Easy to my eyes
Her lips, her thighs.
How smooth her skin,
My patience so thin;
My lover, the only one I lust-
I shouldn't, but my body screams I must.
An angel from heaven- Who is so fair,
In her presence is love in the air.
My lover, the most beautiful of all
Not only my eyes,
But with my heart I fall
Be my bride;
This love is not for a friend, not for a brother
Not for a father, not for a mother-
But for the one I stand beside.
I pray to God, and He sees me - tried
My heart has lived, my heart has died.
My heart longs for nothing
But for my bride.