Sweet the desire fills
runs through my body
Awakens the fine song of being
Of all you pour upon me
allow my heart to feel
My body to experience
this Soul to be,
How sweet the tender caress
the awaireness of your body
that here sways so well with mine
to that song, that dance
more intoxicating than wine
more sweet than the pure honey
You draw into the reality
that here every moment holds and bares
that life without you
would here void existence
End the dream.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph