Ah, love, beautiful and rare as a blue moon,
Oh, lust, pretty and common as a night star,
I hope the curse befalls me soon,
A blessing that could leave a scar,
And as the wind blows through the night,
Her perfume wafts through scented air,
The smell maks my heart featherlight,
As I watch the wind dance with her hair,
Her gentle touch makes me smile,
Her eyes are soft and warm,
I hope she stays with me a while,
Her absence does me harm,
I awake and check the time,
If a girl like that could just be mine.