Stand, Stand

Stand, stand in the moon's rays
let me see the gleam of you in the night
Run then thy un-gloved hand ore my face
and take my tears into thyself, for they are the salt
of my dreams.

Closer, closer in the light of the candle's rays
see me as thou would in satin sheer ore my form
Tease me with thy fingers play as they dance ore all of me
and take my moans into thyself, for they are the spark
of soon to come softest screams.

Lay, lay me down upon sheet covered with roses petals
cover me with the warm quilt of thee, thy flesh in candle is glowing
Let your lips run where they wish from neck to nectar sweet
and take all parts of me into thyself, for that is the desire
of my whole being.

Love, love me if only for this hallowed night
it shall nae end in regret or sense of loss
take me totally as thy own  into thyself, every inch cries out for such
tis the recipe of ecstasy.
Soft, soft the whispers now of two as one completed.