Girl with the Fragrant Touch

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 !