Classic Poem

Ah, love, if you could only know
The longing in this heart of mine,
You would unsay those fateful words,
And I no longer would repine.

Your fond desire is to share
All that you have — all that you own,
I ask of you far greater wealth,
The priceless gift of love, alone.

Steadfast and true I still remain,
In spite of utter loneliness,
O, let thy soul go forth with mine,
Upon this quest of happiness.

For love is life, and life is love,
Break not the bond 'twixt thee and me,
Then shall this precious, priceless gift,
Be ours for all eternity.