Nothing this world can offer

To thee who has seen Love's face:

Nothing this world can offer,
Such knowledge of you,
Imbedded on my soul.

Such a maiden, thy muse,
Dainty… such beauty unimaginable,
May never...
These thought trouble thee.

You,
Like the stars at night,
I repeat your name endlessly.

Who,
Can you see?
Are you to me?