TO MY BELOVED by Dobhran You are to me, so bright and fair A friend so thoughtful, kind, so rare!
I ask you , "Come! To me
with bliss"
On rosy cheek, I place sweet kiss!
Up the mountain, on summit
peak
I sing my joy, my love I speak!
No finer one can make me
whole
Than you, the lightener of my soul!
Hold me, Lover! With pure delight
My darkness fades; your healing light! On this, the day, oh true, divine I am blessed you are mine, all mine! |