1. The charmer of conversation, her wit delights,
With her magic she steers my desires awry.

2. I complained of my body’s disdain, and she said
“There is no sickness in your frame, just my glance.”

3. I implored, “Quench my ardour with your company,”
Molded by the hands of passion and youth.

4. She said “Soon you will find me,”
I asked “When?” She said “In dreams.”