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Courtly Love
Beloved Isolde, queen of my heart!
Sun is such a cruel torturer
Taking way too long
To trade places with Lady Moon!
The only light mote she be
To illuminate our rendezvous!
When I close my eyes
I see thou right in front of me
An enchanting smile on thy face.
Neither diamonds nor flowers
Compare to thy beauty and charm!
Hand me thy velvet cloak, beloved.
Our bridal bed shall it be.
I don't need any culinary delights.
All I desire is to taste the sweetness
Of thy heart shaped lips.
Take off thy bonnet, my love.
Let the golden wave of thy hair
Flow freely down thy back.
The night is so cozy and warm.
May I untie thy gown?
Oh my coy mistress!
Shyness straws red rosebuds
On thy cheeks, neck and chest!
There's a kiss for every crimson petal
On thy lily-white skin!
No magic potion could ever produce
An eternal love like this!
Our bond was sealed in heaven
Long before thou and I
Have seen the light of day!
In thy delicate hands I lay
My hope, my fate and my life!
Until my last breath I shall be
Thy devoted knight in shining armor
To fight for thee and our love!
Forever thyne!
Tristan
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