Arise Gently My Saintly Lover

Arise gently as swiftly as you can my saintly lover Rotate quietly as the whispers of the breeze and breathe harmless love into the lord of my soul Silence! my saintly lover for the air has souls and holes and they wallow through gallows when they hear you Say out loud to me; 'I'll dash my cloud to you my love' Silence! my saintly lover for all the generation of wind stalk around your voice steadily, to see you fulfill the hallow choice you have chosen While all the extended family of walls, tickle and fickle in fear, for they do not want it to be their duty to watch the suicide of beauty On whose varied graveyard shall beauty be buried? in the reams of dreams? streams of tears? or in the teams of agony? That I blankly do not know! But frankly, Arise gently, as swiftly as you can my saintly lover and bury your love, laughter, health and life in the carcass of my heart For only therein, it shall forever be therein wealthy safe.