Oh heart of mine be still as feathered quill
like poetry Divine we are well paired, consigned    
Oh self of innermost desire stoke me like fire  
and fill my hub with poetic bliss attire
Oh love, oh love, my dove, fit me like a glove !

Oh joy of my soul bring forth your kiss
in fervent mesmur draw me in and sweet concur  
Oh  jewel of my pine, be my templed nave    
my loyal stave that saves
Oh love, oh love, my dove, your sent from up above

Oh enchanted one immobile as the noon day sun
steady as a rock you stand as you take me by the hand
Oh lover of eyes, lips and ears make room  
for a rose of scented value, I am yours,  
Oh love, oh love, my dove, fly me to the moon

Oh love, oh love, my guy, please don't be shy
say you'll be mine until the day we die.