I think our love was endless love
And deep it was as oceans dwell:
With waves that hit the shores that arch
That hit our home or citadel:

The moss-stone bricks tell'd tales of love,
Each cloud a kiss in summers wade,
And lay there once a lady-dove
Whose heart is mine to now replay:

When kisses sent the swift-ends high
Like windy boos from jealous eve,
And star-lit skies reopened high
To watch our love in cold reprieve:

And garden grasses grew greener for her
And tulips bloomed to shine her way
And memories last the all of her
When this love tip-toes away.