If it pleases you

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What will I have you say to me?

I have been in love with you

From the moment our eyes shyly met

I have been in love with you

And longed for you to know

I have been in love with you

and soaked my dreams with you

till they, swollen and saturated,

lay heavy on my chest

We cannot move, they said

until you relieve us

of the burden of your undeclared longing

So, here I am

declaring that

you have the right

No, more than that, the power

No, more than that, the magic

No, more than that, the means

No, more than that, the desire

to wring my dreams dry

so they may soar at once to Heaven

where you and I have reserved a courtyard

drenched with the perfume of a thousand lilies

and adorned by fragile curtains of softly falling snow

and within which, roaring with the warmth of crackling cedar

there burns a voluptuously brilliant fire at the foot of our velvet grass bed

while, for our ears only, the Love Angel plucks ripe notes

off his ancient dulcimer

Just say then, if it pleases you,

that you are in love with me too