You had no wand but you cast a spell on me
In your arms is eternal bliss
Your heartbeat my lullaby
Looking at you Elysium I've come
The sight of you calms my turbulent seas
You had no potion but you had me drugged
Thinking of you,tranquility descends
In your eyes of luster, affection is perceived
You make the seemingly impossible possible
You make hardened men soft at heart
A little more of your care,can it resurface?
You recuperate my dying soul
Only if people knew you,they'd be able to cross mountains
A little more of your care,will it do?
Like a balm to soothe my heart
Like buttered words to aid my comfort
A little more of your care,can I get?
Like the breeze of the night.
©Milton