Tell Me

Tell me that my eyes do shine like stars
and that my face belies the moons claim
that she is the most fair
Tell me that my voice is the sweetest melody
that you ever did hear
sweeter than the song of the nightingale
or the lark
Tell me that my touch is like the soft caress
of a thousand silken scarfs
upon your skin
Tell me my love, tell me more
Tell me of the love
that leaves you speechless
when your eyes fall upon my face
Tell me with a song Tell me with a kiss
Tell me with a touch and a caress
Tell me with all the love you feel
Come my love and tell me.