You say you love ; but with a
Chaster than a nun's, who
The soft Vespers to
While the chime-bell ringeth-O love me truly!
You say you love; but with a
Cold as sunrise in September,
As you were Saint Cupid 's nun,
And kept his weeks of Ember.
O love me truly!
You say you love but then your
Coral tinted teach no blisses,
More than coral in the
They never pout for kissesO love me truly!
You say you love ; but then your
No soft squeeze for squeeze returneth,
It is like a statue's
While mine to passion burnethO love me truly!
VO breathe a word or two of fire!
Smile, as if those words should bum me,
Squeeze as lovers should O
And in thy heart inurn me!
O love me truly!
