Now that it is over,
and you will have no more
What can I say but good-bye?
I hope one day
When we meet again,
( and we most surely will),
You find my taste much sweeter,
my touch much sofer.
You will not always be able to resist me,
for I will overcome you with joy,
Your senses will not function,
and your heart will pound
With strength, you have never known.
I am called love.