Set lightly upon lustrous smile
Thy moonlit skin my heart doth keep
Stow’d away upon distant isle
Evermore to serve thy desire
Thy will my own ‘till I retire
A word, a phrase, to part thy lips
If only a whisper received
Force unmatched by one thousand ships
Seraphic design ‘ways believed
Speak unto my eternal soul
And place it under thy control
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