Ah love - What say you of love ?
It plucks at the heart
Wreaths through the Soul.
Steals from the start
And swallows you whole.
By sleight of hand
It takes away, a sneak thief
In the night.
It stole the sun
Dark cloaked the land,
And hid you from my sight.
Say I of love, for foul deceit
No others match your schemes,
You hunted down the one you seek,
And fell upon her dreams.