A Poem

[glanalaw]

How can I write a love-song
If my heart goes free?
How can I pen a love-note
If none loves me?
How can I sing a new song
When all have been sung?
And how can I sing a true song
When all is wrong?

Bind up my heart with your love, dear,
Capture my heart with your kiss,
Hand me my pen and my ink, love,
And tell me those sweet words of bliss;
Sing me the song of your love, sweet,
And every note shall be new,
Sing me our song from your heart, love,
And every word shall be true.