Shake loose those eyes of sleep,
Bright eyed souls of clear water,
Springs laughter in a forest deep.

The sun climbs high,
promising light for your crystal hair.
My tender hands cup your *******

Apples of my desire,

Their smoothness slakes my thirst,
Their softness sweet like honey,
Wake up my love!

Joy is in my heart,
It flutters softly throughout my soul,
Softly.