Love Spell

Like the golden sun,
His hair just flows freely;
Eyes like the bluest of skies,
Like sapphire his eyes dreamy;

Into his arms I crept,
To my bosom he felt me;
His love I have truly kept,
In the heart of my living soul;

Like the softest of softest,
I felt his caress on me;
His searches and peruses,
Felt like a wanton lady;

I want to taste the sweetness,
Like candy in my eyes;
His love and everlasting fondness,
I have to pay the price.