To My Maiden....

Are you fair for tenderness
Of blooming youth and grace within your eyes,
Wandering in the loveliness
Among the gardens where our passion lies,
And ever-glowing, like a flame that burns
With ardour for a love, it truly earns?

You're cherished blossom of my heart,
That blooms in radiance till the day does part,
(And when the shadows do fall),
If you are the treasure of my days,
The keeper of my secrets in love's maze,—
Grant, then, your smiles and sweetness
To the warmth of our shared fondness!

If you are then the solace
Of my soul, which finds in you its peaceful rest,
(And in the gleaming morning light,
Reflects the dreams of the night), if you are thus
The sanctuary of joy, so sweet and true,—
Share, then, your laughter and thy kindness too,
And let our love's reflection
reflect the union of our affection.

If you are then the melody
Of the song that plays within my heart for you,
Speak! and with harmonious chords,
Compose the verses of our love's records.
Tell me, oh, tell me,
Whether, with the union of our souls entwined,
We shall navigate the seas of time.

The night descended: it cloaked
Us in its shadows, as the stars awoke
To witness our enchantment. From the depth
Of silence came a tender voice:
"Are you fair for tenderness
Of blooming youth and grace within your eyes,
Wandering in loveliness
Among the gardens where our passion lies,—
And ever-glowing, like a flame that burns
With ardour for a love, it truly earns?

You cherished blossom of my heart,
That blooms in radiance till the day does part,
(And when the shadows fall),
If you are the treasure of my days,
The keeper of my secrets in love's maze,—
Grant, then, your smiles and sweetness
To the warmth of our shared fondness!"