The Voice Of Love Is As Lovely As The Face Of Love.
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No-one can stand as Beauty in your place,
nor cause my heart with longing to so grieve
the lack of touch, I practiced, to believe.
Love has no plainer gift than pain (but Grace.)
But , now you've come. Here stands the fairest face
from all which mortal portaiters conceive.
Your message to my heart with skill you weave,
so craftedly, I know you've lived my pace:
just scarcely breathing, hoping Life would be
eventually a world due true delight.
I had that dream -- I have it -- as my own;
to ask, to know, to please, a love so right
which fondest freedom now you have set free:
I love you as the earth loves sun alone.
(coda) I do so love you -- none can take your place,
and Happiness compared to me would grieve !!