Twine

I prithee release thy fearful twine
And nix your heart's indulgence of wine
Doth thou thirst for me as I for you?
Whilst I wonder of you feelings true
Beloved, thy lingerest teasing my heart
If distanced, it feels I am splitting apart
I am blessed, though, with beautiful circumstance
For the sun sees us daily by nothing of chance
Canst your heart feel what there it beats?
Doth thy drive to conceive how to accomplish its feats?
Sweet love, so tender is mine for yours
The storm in me of my thirst does pour
O come to me, So I may know how
To kiss thy lips, sweetest of thou
Face divine I canst never bequeath
To kin of blood or of the leaf
May I hold your embrace to my chest?
For you of my oysters hold my crest
It lies with dull eyes, but it still does remain
Yea, it feels you don't hold knives to its veins
Sweetest, Oh, Dearest, Oh Love of mine
Why dost you not release thous't fearful twine?