I look at you in gentle sleep
My love I cannot measure
Such sweet ecstasy I reap
In this heart I truly treasure
Each gentle breath I await
In the rising of your breast
Then gaze again in its abate
Soft contours of your chest
Calmest beauty of your face
My fingers trace your lips
Stores of past soft embrace
As my lips did yours eclipse
It’s agony to love this much
Your beauty deals me pain
After even the briefest touch
My heart aches for it again
I couldn’t live without you
Anguish would be too great
The ecstasy of love’s accrue
The agony loss would create
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