I am most grateful, Sweet’, for you—the best
Of me, for twain make one (not two), just one.
‘Tis super feel the love from you. The rest
Is in this love, I’m sure; here all be done.
I love to find your mind like mine (the ‘verse
Is true also). Alike we think so oft’
My Sweet’, that n’er do find a word to curse.
Ye lead my thought in paths above, aloft.
If e’er ye need to talk with me for mind’
Of two to meet as one, just say the word,
My dear. I list’ to you with heart full kind.
Ye art my love, my Sweet, indeed—lovebird!
As one we are in mind and heart and soul;
As mates we are and share, we do, one whole!