Pas Seul

In the grass gold rings

Gold leaf on every tree

Nightly a gold piece hangs

Between my love and me

Misgiving in the air

And in the grass surmise

There is no other fear

Than in my true love's eyes

Buttons I have and shells

Will cover that fear over

Golden the kiss that stills

The faint heart of my lover

Structure

12 lines · 3 stanzas