Eyes so dark, and lips so red,
Lovely be my D.
With the cruelest smile on his face,
He did look at me.
Dearest boy, I sang, you do have me bound,
Around your little finger,
I do find me wound.
Will you free my heart?
A kiss is all I ask.
Had I that, I would be free,
To lie in Love at last.

A kiss you ask, my love?
A kiss you ask, my dear?
But 'fore that kiss I must ask,
What does my heart fear?

Is it the poison you have sewn,
That tugs my heart in strain?
Would it be your blade so strong,
That brings me lovely pain?

None of these I fear,
None to me feel wrong.
Your presence lovely boy,
To your presence I am drawn.

Then they shared that kiss,
And together they did lay,
And in that moment they were one,
And together found no Shame.