Come My Love

Come my love, and with us do,
We shall tell, be and make love so true,
Though hearts apart, we shall endure,
Though stains befall, our love stays pure.
Our love so true, it takes us all
from spring and winter, winter fall.
It’s what we sleep, it’s morning dew
Our hearts are one, this love so true.
Then be these words, oh lovely dear,
Words of comfort, my comfort from fear.
With you and I, us, we shall die,
And us both of, shall come to my
Love. And with our love, with us do,
We shall make the love of loves come true.
So come my love, with us we shall.

- February 8, 2006