For who is Love? My heart knows not, I write to you to plea; Dear Love, I want to meet you now, Please grace my life with thee. You see, I fell for Lust's disguise, and Lonely tricked me too; A fevered kiss was not enough, For nothing found was you. I quiver when his hand holds hers, love's in his gentle kiss; He whispers you with chosen words, I ache to feel her bliss. I bought a pillow with your name, A cup and sa...
