LE BILLET DOUX (THE LOVE LETTER)
LE BILLET DOUX In rapture I soar entranced by the chime Of love's dulcit notes; my master and muse Who bids me compose for his music sublime These mystical lines I slave long to infuse With my ardent thoughts that brim with desire That hours will pause and suspend the day That magic melts not and... Sign in to see full entry.