Like Orpheus and Eurydice we dwell in realms apart
Without a Charon to help us cross the great divide
But my love for you sings to the beating of my heart
And your charms I still hymn with praise, with pride.
To your beauty, naught can compare.
Your silken, flowing tresses,
Your long and golden hair
Which forever impresses.
Your eyes were orbs of brightest blue
Shimmering and serene as summer sky.
Whenever I did gaze upon you
You were never shy.
How full your lips, such a deep red,
So inviting and so tender
Where I would long to pillow my head
Your kisses to engender.
Like twin gazelles ,your ripening breasts
Did gambol and slip beyond my desirous touch
Yet you loved my fondling of them at rest
And left them warmly in my clutch.
Beneath the peak of your Mons Veneris
Deep within your lightly golden forest
Lay that sweet and sacred oasis
Where I oft did slake my thirst.
With close, entwining branches
Our trunks were just as one
Caressing close in amorous advances
As we lay beneath the sun.
A life of dreams now is all I own
And I do often wake up with a start
Knowing that our life is done,
Knowing we remain apart.