Love where art thou?
In the flowers, beneath the rocks?
Long have I searched in vain.
In each vaulting note of song,
In every sad refrain.
I seek with singular desire:
To find love and keep love eternally.
My hopes, my joys at last expressed.
Come love to me quickly
Preserving from a barren fate
A soul which craves sweet life,
Fulfillment though the time is short
Joy with contentment full.
c. 1962
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