Tersetrima: Beloved

Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes
taking me away with you - hurrily
signs of smiles I have found in your lumes
let the King bring me into his Chambers - quickly
wasting my all on you joyfully
no wonder why the maidens love you!
vital visions I view in your vein
joining no one but only the two
with whish, nothing comes out in vain
Happily! here shall I dwell with thee
till we meet there, a heavy vem.

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