1. O you whose passing thought adorns
The verse aligned across his brow

2. Who's tucked his gown behind his back
And tapped his staff upon the ground

3. My heart is filled with all the pain
His cool neglect has rendered now

4. With blame he constantly provokes
When mercy's what I need from him

5. Each time he makes some tryst with me
His sickness breaks it, I'll allow

6. When distant, silently I blame
Draw near, his awe makes me endow

7. All dressed in clothes flung open wide
God's creature restless in his style

8. With thighs a-quiver as he strides
Beauty confusing, tempting, guile

9. Bewildered, sight confounded, stilled
His face, the sun in all its smiles

10. Beauty itself to him is build
Fragrance from him all else beguiles

11. One night, seemed long for rendezvous
I glimpsed him briefly, my heart thrilled

12. A jesting gathering's apple, he
Among the blooms, fresh, dew distilled

13. No third will know our secret thought
Save he from whose cup we both filled

14. His wine within the cup doth blend
Like gold on silver gilt, fulfilled