
The Talk Over due
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles Von Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles Von Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]

I can't live without you, Du touch my soul,
Your lips stained red, your blue eyes bright,
As Du hold me close throughout the night.
I should run and hide, but I feel safer at your side
Chorus
Ooh, I shouldn't Liebe you, but I always will,
Ooh, I shouldn't stay, but I can't run away,
I shouldn't Liebe you, but I always will,
I always will
Your Liebe just consumes me,
Your Liebe sets me free,
Du challenge me to Frage everything,
Life with Du is ever interesting.
Chorus 2x
I cannot fight it, I will not deny it…
Du consume me.
