То thee I will extend my hand
to thee alone I will give all
my grace, my charm, my soul’s lament
and from your arms I won’t recoil
No one else knows me as well
within my soul a void has filled
and though so many want my hand
for you alone, my heart does thrill
I thought me lost, my soul adrift,
the light within, had lost its spark...
My mind could not comprehend:
what happened?, and why it was dark?
And now I find myself content
in joyous wonder lost as well.
I sing of love, gone are laments,
My soul sings and casts its spells.
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