Oh, the day I remember
Of Cupid's victims I became a member
I looked your way, and something was amiss
I felt Aphrodite's sweet kiss.

Your eyes did assume an inhuman spark
Your visage, oh your visage to my heart did it hark
Oh it pains my soul, my amor
My heart pains even more.

That you became the spark
In another's life
Oh your kiss did mark
You as another's wife.

I cursed my fate
Cupid and Aphrodite, I did hate
I was a man no more
But a cast away husk that you would not adore.

Yet my mind awakened
My hatred lessened
I saw thee in a new light
Of the world's adoration you have every right.

You a sweet flower, in a crowd of many such
Yet only you bear Beauty's touch
And I the wanderer see
From a distance I admire thee

I needn't unroot you from your station
I am always there, away from your vision
My sight blessed with your presence
You are this sick soul's healing essence.