love everywhere

Throughout the blended notes and ye blow of sough in love , It is about wheresoever in the loft and ye grove ; Yea ! so am I , I feel it by throughout ye night and the sight , Even I feel it in my finger and within ye thigh; Well ,Love is circum me thus written in breezy air and twings . BY my troth , so if you really love me it is wheresoever I go ; So don't be mealy - mouthed and come on and let it show And the desire let it grow . How thee love me yon none one'd knows , So don't let on , be wander endo . it's better our bond to grow ; So the love is throughout yonder thou know, Besides in the bower and in the barley flower of couch. — worth words