Your wings, they whisper,
When my mind dwindles,
The words in my heart they kindle
And I fin'ly speak to her.

Your eyes, honey and cream,
Urge me to her room
Beaming in delight through the gloom,
Faltering faithfully when I scream.

Your hands, they hold me close,
When I wish to fall,
But now I see through it all,
Your beautiful serpents and crows.

You, Lucifer, smile,
In soft sympathy,
Dark in the light of infinity,
And I find,
Watching her body under your eyes glow,
That your seven rings, I don't mind,
Because I know
That, in helping my love grow her wings,
To heaven you will go.