where is the love of my life
why does he hide; when might we meet
who do we entreat; how do i survive
where can my heart plead
why must it bleed; when shall it be joyful
who hath made it tearful; how might i survive
where forth o thou mine sweet young love
thus make amends to my tearing eye
with bated breathe; amongst the shadows
wait i in anticipation; of a love called mine
heed mine call
come make these quivering lips
sweet upon thine
thus enraptured in a love
sweeter than mortal wine
wait i till thee cometh
with heart aching
for thine touch soothing
come love come your lady in awaiting
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