May I Caress Your Heart

Alone, in Paris The flowers sing Le jardin du Luxembourg I look at all the pretty ladies Which one of them pray tell Is you The one who wishes for that sweet caress The one whose painting hangs on the wall The one who knows beauty runs deeper Than a river running to kiss the oceans swell The grandest of castles with candles dim There in the damp night would bonds begin If only you would listen to my whispers deep Forgiving the scars I have suffered As in the night I have wept Napoleon marched forth across great lands I the knight have lesser demands If only you, whoever you are Would take hold of me As we dance away our eternities Sur le pont de Avignon Where the river flows Like poetry