Girl with the Fragrant Touch
I came back to paradise,
When I felt you near again.
I sat and drank, listened and waited.
The Robin told me of your love,
Brought me here to sense you,
Smell my hands in memory.
When does this passion die ?
I crave more of all you are,
The fantasy of being one with you.
Am I foolish to hold you dear ?
What more foolish need I be,
To leave this world, in your arms ?
Don't pity me, for I'm in love,
The greatest power here on earth.
Pity that you'd never know,
The greatest gift your love is worth !