the door creaks open to our house
and the rain beats against the windows.
my Lover waits
not at the bottom
of a staircase,
but runs to my arms
(for love will pass you by);
like heaven smiling through,
scabrous kisses, the conjuction,
in our torrid pousette.
i sail with Your soul
over meadows and stars
through Your dancing eyes and fairy feet;
together we own the universe!

oh, sleeper! rise and
cover your ears (they may sigh)
it's time for honesty (i hope they know)
that love passes very nearby.

we live the songs we sing.
we pass through glory and ecstacy
though when we are old, when we die
life will continue through
other lovers, other's lips.
but for now i'll sing,
"my heart is Your's to hold
to fill with a joy that glows
in hopes, you'll carry it
where ever You may go!"

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