Love’s Song

Bed me this night, upon sheets of

Red satin, strewn with black rose petals

Sweet with perfume.  Take me now,

This very night and brand me thy own

To keep, in all that love has to offer.

Let me look into the eyes of thee,

I long to become lost in those loving orbs

Serving as windows to thy very soul.

Mingle with mine own, swimming in pools

Of hazel which gleams brightly, for my

Heart doth shine brighter than the sun.

Thy love fills me with joyfulness,

Hear that silent, distant music to which we

Dance to.  For it is our hearts, beating in tune

As the candle’s flame flickers, casting shadows

That dance upon our naked flesh, in rhythm

With our beating hearts and tangled flesh.

Bed me this night, make me thine own

For this heart which beats within me

Beats only for thee.

(c) 2003 A Riddle