Irresistible Thee

O my love! In my hate I shall miss thee, In my faraway I shall feel thee, In my mind I shall keep thee! In disdain still I think of thee, And in sorrow I shall praise thee! Ah, and in drought I shall drink of thee, But in t'is spring I'll paint of thee! In summers I'll yearn for thee, And in t'eir warmth I'll dreameth of thee! In my prayer I shall chant of thee, In my song I will sing of thee, To my readers I'll tell of thee, In my poems I'll write of thee, To my friends I will explain of thee Thy innocence, thy innocence t'at shall never fade! O, in my songs I'll sing of thee, And in my plays I'll imagine thee. How in the mornings thou'lt sit beside me, And whispereth that thy heart needst me. For in my heart I want only thee; And in my soul do I crave thee! Because thou art the queen of my longing, And the heroin of my dreaming! Ah! Thus thy presence my everything, yes-everything, my love! Just like the giggling stars to the moon above.