1. I have a hope that I still nurture
I keep it hidden, alone with you I bare it

2. I maintain it until its season comes
And you, if you wish, do not delay it

3. Why do you draw near when you distance me
You knew my love yet persisted to deny it

4. O temptation of the troubled monk, can
One like me do what he cannot?

5. I rave passionately while you chide me
I eat my heart which adores you, yet you scold it

6. I am a poet who composes with what
Appears fairest in my vision

7. Beauty dictates passion so I compose it
Heartache dictates sorrow so I scatter it

8. And you, garden of youth, if its eyes
Are drained with tears I will rain upon it

9. For beauty I have a noble stance
Yet still I remain wary of it