come with me fair maiden,
be not shy of my touch.
it's full of love and kindness,
nothing "t"would be unduly rough.

think naught of sorrows,
that may fester from the past.
dream instead of the future,
ours to share as time stands fast.

kiss me as i kiss you,
hold back naught of your passion.
touch me tenderly, lovingly, and
i shall caress you in the same fashion.

hold not too tightly,
bind us with love,
not with string,
that we may sing
with joy to the world
of our caring,
not jealous things.

worry not of lovers' follies,
pause,
relax,
and
lounge,
so we may enjoy our
loving presence together,

each other we have found.