A true and loving heart is always full.
Yet, sorrow always plays a proper part.
You are, and always shall be, beautiful.
Against the strength of will that's visceral,
from potions on the tip of Cupid's dart,
a true and loving heart is always full.
Your disenchantment's understandable
while waiting for the "other's" will to start.
You are, and always shall be, beautiful.
Within the flesh this lesson's volatile
and many of the tests will sting and smart.
A true and loving heart is always full.
My hand is strong, my ways irascible,
yet, with some luck I may yet touch your heart.
You are, and always shall be, beautiful.
We're beggars at a harvest festival
who cannot touch the foodstuffs on each cart.
A true and loving heart is always full.
You are, and always shall be, beautiful.

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