Lover sweet of summer night
Meet, I beg, just aft twilight
Breathe soft lore by firelight
Until the moon is at her height
Lover sweet of zephyr’s song
Whisper for I it is you long
In this night there is no wrong
For in these arms we do belong
Lover sweet of moon-ed shadow
Drink of my lips the soul hallow
Clandestined kiss within the meadow
Wraith of love to court the widow
Lover sweet of petals falling
Scents crushed free and sparring
In the wind against our jarring
Calling soft for each our darling
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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