On Finding Love

I long to cup each flushing cheek My palms to hold her precious face Her lips mine also wish to seek With gentle kisses there to place Be clear the sky no cloud to hide Delights my heart is plain to see Though dreariness can push aside Does naught to halt her mystery Her mind a magic melting pot Blue eyes bright, her soul reveals A spirit that is fiery hot How easily? My heart, she steals To hold her close and tenderly Beneath a dreamy moonlit sky And when she asks, “Do you love me?” “With all my heart”, I do reply Dear Sadness, take your chilly air Lonely loveless to surround Go from me and my despair For my true love, at last, I’ve found