Fair Memory

I see you fair in memory’s sweet abode ‘tis truly there with you I long to be To touch again ‘fore daydream walls erode Thy lips of red, o passion, mine to thee In passion do I feel the tempest rise Rise to meet the moonlight’s sweet caress To see myself in love there in your eyes And in thy garden dare to find me rest O damn the world that holds this body bound N’er content, my spirit yearns to search the wind ‘tis there in sweet repose my love is found And there I long to be with you again For in fair memory’s eye no care there be And to thy heart, mine own, I’d give to thee Christopher Thor Britt (Motif: Romantic)