Oh, Sweet William

Do you not hear my heart, see my face in shadows, that long for your touch, along the way. Where are those words spoken, that touch my soul, quench my thirst, for your attentions and worth? Have you not felt my breath, heard my thoughts, that beg you near, one last moment of love. What path you wander far and near, with avoidance of my heart, my dear. You speak of our love so close, so you not wonder if it is lost? Oh William, sweet William, does your heart not cry for me, to follow you to the end of time, will you come to me tonight? Will you finally be mine, before morning brings sorrow, and you are gone. Gone forever from my arms.