Wilst thou not pull thy hair aside
my lips to touch thy ear
a whisper sweet and innocent
so hushed and yet so clear
At thy temple lingers there
my lips against thee pressed
my mouth conveys a message too
from deep within my chest
Thee shall smile as sweet air touch
Thy face and warm they hair
I tell thee of my love so deep
and lay my soul to bare
I long to whisper to thee dear
the utterings of my heart
I wish to tell thee of my love
and how I’ll leave thee not
