Lay Me Down
Soft like a midnight sonata
are your sweet lips upon my skin.
Tender in their gentle ways,
releasing my desirous passion within.
Touching unto me in graceful whispers,
igniting my very soul.
Giving forth in stark and glorious pleasure
the emanating of life made whole.
So play now unto me this song of sacred life,
Tease me…. taunt me
And bring me into your heaven tonight.
Show me the stars, which make up your hair,
And lay me down soft on winds so fair.
For I am unto you this soft and pliable clay,
And I will be for you, what you make of me this day.
J. Allen Wilson © 2005