Love No Greater

If truest sleep shall take my love aloft
as brittle fate appears to favor course
to yonder past the murk - that's journeyed oft
and I as sullen, cause to bide remorse?

Assure that I embraced with amber glow;
aspired her peach as sunlight would the shore
caressed with waltz as waves on sand would grow
tho' wistful I - as could in depths been more?

Did roses blush while shades of mine had part,
did timbre sweeten less from out my tune
tho' I exalted - with a song impart;
a lover's ballad praising us in boon.

Ah, know that all my love I've given true
for none alive so loved; nor can renew.