May I drink of thine unguilded mortality, and dine,
upon thine ivory flesh
my love?
Thou art, the essence of light,
and perfection
May I kiss those full blooming lips,
in the shadow of the moon?
Wilt thou hold me close,
and quicken my withered heart,
once more?
I wish to make love,
'neath the willows,
letting midnight's dew,
gently,
kiss our skin
Let us be
forever
intertwined
Let All who will,
bare as witness,
to our immortal sin
May we dance together,
forever,
in The Dark of Dawn~A
I don't usually write love poems.