Fill me some wine, brimming in a bowl,
In which I can drown my soul
Mix in it some drug, designed
So, I could forever hold her in my mind.
She is fairer than most maidens known
With her beauty and charm full blown
Those Revealing and sparkling eyes
She smells of flowers in her every sighs
The melting softness of her face
Or, her every step she takes in grace
At every look of her, my heart throbs
With her smile, my all sorrows she robs.
Her presence brings such warmth and relief
For with her I could find joy in my grief
All I need is Love’s deeper draught
For all her love shall quench me not!!!
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