Lover of My Soul

Lover of my soul,
Keep me ever near you.
The dark clouds hang low and your rival stalks nearby.
If I could love as you, he would find no dwelling place.
But I am frail and fickle
And fainthearted.
And he is fair to look upon.
In the shadows I do not see that he will faithless be.
Even now he whispers to me.
Lover of my soul,
Come to me now and let me seek the
sweet saving succor of the warm glow of your love,

Lest I fall into the fires of his desire.



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