Come to me, my dear, and

Let us run away together

To a time that was much simpler

And then things might be better.

My heart, my longing torments me;

One thousand miles away

Lies my love, my heart, my sweet

In her own bed, (and if I may,

I should very much like to make your bed

Like unto my own;

Indeed, that selfsame bed we’ll share

Now my deepest wish is known.)

Heart to heart I thee embrace,

The warmest of my dreams.

They once were made reality,

Too long ago, and short, it seems.

But reality will once more be ours

When you are in my arms

And we’ll both be invincible

From life’s most grievous harms.

Forever locked in our embrace, until the end of days,

Never fearing, never parting.

That’s my fantasy, anyways.