Irish Maiden I Dream Of Thee

Why am I in love with thee

My fair maiden, so far, awaits

I crave to feel thy sweet kiss

To taste those tender of lips

Embrace the heart in thy breast

Hold thee close to my body

To never to let you go

We will make love on this night

When we visit together in our dreams

Thy gentle hearts touches my soul

For if reality I will be without ye

Then from this dream let me never awake

 

copyright Chris Smith 2009