Embraced by the arms of solitude
Finally a lover who knows his soul
And he fell deep into sleep

Safe as pillows on a bed
Safe as houses
On clouds of marshmallow and honey

Dread has forsaken him

And there appeared a door behind his eyes
Opening it he found a vision
The dearest friend of lost souls
Soft ******* on which to lay the head
Venus
Supple Venus!

Madonna
Perched on the alter where he lost his youth
Bleeding
But healing

I have found you
   You are my essence
   I shall cherish your form

She woke