The feeling's closer now than then
on whispered touch around and in,
Once pale desire now crimson flush
does twist within and off then rush...
...
As sun will pierce, the white of snow will melt,
Though winter slain the green of blades to brown.
Can love endure without a chilling welt?
To warm within and melt all ice surround.
...
Mmmmm is all I have to say
as my eyes eagerly play,
upon your form in clear display.
Your voice is kept to a whispered hush
...
I hold you, while you tremble from just being,
Into my palm burrowing deeper
seeing only down amongst white.
...
How low you fly through hushed breezes,
a'falter as whispers ground you...
Fade within your shadow,
hide amongst the dark of light.
...
Oh ambered leaf encased within my hold,
As fallen freinds most oft fade in dismay.
Grasp tight autumnal secrets to unfold,
A frosty dew descends upon in play.
...
Oh Erato, please now tell
of this feeling, can it be?
As stirrings of love's essence
lie burning inside of me...
...
Were you hung out,
over-rung?
Thrown astray...
laying stung?
...
Thorns of love will pierce as quick
as lightning claims the skies,
The nightingale's song soon sings
of pain when love denies.
...