As I lay upon My bed
I am haunted by a feverish dream
Your lovely haunting form
dances before Me
Oh, how I pursue Your shadow
down a dark mystic  and foggy lane
I call  out Your name
Oh, My distress
You are a haunting ghost
a creature of feverish and haunting desire
I have never known such a love before
never knew such a thing could exist
Oh, if you cast Me off
My sweet love
I would wish My soul
to cease  to exist
Oh, My soul
Oh, how My soul is tied to Yours
Oh, if one told Me that such
a love could exist
I would have thought him
a mad man
escaped from the darkest
depths  of the darkest mad house
that could ever be
How I pursue Your lovely haunting form
just out of reach
to embrace you in My arms
an embrace that would never end
Oh, how lovely Your breast
as they rise and fall
with every breath You take
Oh, how lovely Your haunting form
You haunt My mind still
as I lay upon My bed
as I toss to and fro
and awake intoxicated
Oh, how Your lovely form haunts Me still
like a drug
a shade
has passed through Me
and stolen My soul
Oh, how You haunt Me still
and how You shall haunt Me
evermore.