Your dancing eyes kindle my loins afire

Whilst that smile doth raise my very steel

Wanting aches fueled by temptation’s need

Blind craving all that this mind can feel

Once again to reach into the bleak abyss

Your lusty laughter rings like Satan’s song

My tortured yearnings too long denied

No mortal man built to resist which is so strong

Mayhap the guilt and shame deterred

Wake wanton like the lonely banshee scream

No, not I, let me hide from love’s own reality

Alas, ne’er wake me from this ideal dream!