Above the clouds I rise
Behold the maiden of my dreams so nice
Gliding on cloud nine
I ask, "Lady will you be mine?"


In a voice sweet and sonorous
She said, "I like you though; but love another."
Don't be humorous
Who is that other?


My heart she rends apart
Torn by cupids arrow
But still I do not depart.
Why do you give me sorrow?


In her dazzling eyes shine love that comes not easy.
On bended knee
I make my plea
Lady, don't leave me lonely.


With arms outstretch'd
She held me up
Kissed my brow and made me retch
Then wore me out, as she spoke up:


"Wait eight moons, then we shall see."
Oh Mother Mary
Guide me not to hurry
As I dream about the day


When above the clouds the sun shall rise
And the maiden of my dreams so wise
Meets me at the altar with a kiss for all to see
The triumph of divine love today.


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Sweet Memories!

I am still waiting, though.