You are my heart, my hope, my help,The passion that is me,The whole of which I am a part,My peace, my ecstasy.
You are my future, present, past,My ship, my sail, my ocean,The wind that brings me home again,The home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I amWithout you all alone.With you I am full of light;Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,But also it is true.I think of life as something ICan spend with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for suchSweet celebrants as this!Love is a burden and a joy,Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,Come sing with me my song.Come be my Valentine, and IWill love you my life long, my love,Will love you my life long.
"Here Among The Lovers"
Here among the lovers I wait willing, Alone because I cannot be with you, Pensive in the press of people fillingPromenades with passions spent and due.Yet I am happy in my melancholy,Vested in a love that like the nightArrays itself in dreams that veil me wholly,Leaving me contented till the light.Even were I with you, I would wanderNear the things that would, but cannot be,Taking you with me towards that inner wonderIn which we find the truest ecstasy.Nor would our love be greater not apart,Each with each together in the heart.