a mistress,I am to you clad in a seductive white i wait for you deeply rooted in here as the night grows old i yearn for you more and sing this song of twilight though miles apart we are never can hold our hands or kiss but your gaze,those soft moonlit rays, from the heavens i glow and twinkle in your love I grow whimsical nothing more do I need and as this aubade ends i too will wilt away yearning for your love from this far across land!