and as you stand before me
so naked against the night sky
every curve, so perfect
as if sculpted from the gods
of ancient times
so awe I was, at your beauty
I bowed to you as you past by

I dream of you every night
remembering the loving glance
your look was saying, I was next

so take me, my lady, for I am yours
do as you will, lap everything I spill
and when you awake, in my arms
its foreever