I’ll never fear, from you, caprice.
For your sweet love will never cease.
Just once I feared you’d turned at bay,
when you were forced to sail away.
But deep inside (I since have learned)
your aching heart, for me, still yearned.
And distance, in cahoots with time,
did merely raise romantic rhyme
that I would pour like precious blood
when you returned, to me, for good.
And so, my gorgeous goddess true,
the life I\'ve spent on loving you
was not a bag of broken dreams
submerged in sad satanic streams.
First love’s a flame, and love that burns,
on angel wings, one day, returns!