I soothe I lend a gracious ear
Your sobbing, somehow sexual
Come to my bosom. 
The help I bring
Is all my pleasure you lonely, dear thing
Oh, cruel love, when held by you
My sanity does fly
You lie there mourning with looks of desireŒ
T is beauty when you cry
Drink my grieving love
Desire and wine go well
Sleep, I'll watch over you
Relief? Time will tell
Secrecy fosters passion
You stay untouched
I know you are alone
With peace 
I care much