Charles Ireland - Poem 7 – Your Sweet Caress lyrics

Of all in there and unto you a maden man doth dote upon a sadden maiden laid a bare with only undesire for whom that bell of love o lowly timeless melancholy saturated with a love that never hath been pure then why to they who never love can seem to hear my cry I only pour my love lorn tears without a pair of mine I only pour my inner self with you my one true dear my love with love I love your sweet caress........