Flowers and Love (Cornish Verse I-I)
I came with flowers and love,
just to see my maiden fair,
with the silver moon above,
I could do nothing but stare.
Her eyes cast a magic spell
and held me at her leisure.
I knew then I'd walk through hell
to bring her heart its pleasure.
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2010
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