Today I fixed my gaze upon the sun itself,
no longer blinded or taunted by its presence;
intoxicated and bewitched by your splendor.
A minion of the moon; always beautiful.
So easily you lift me past the midnight of my soul,
lighting this heart by the mere bidding of your word;
and I gladly dwell in love’s labyrinth,
feasting upon sweet anticipation,
loving you; I hunger for it.
Through your whispering bones,
I am absorbed, permeated by waves
of infinite seeds of pleasure,
as I walk through your storm dissolving;
fainting in the arms of ecstasy.
My tongue has pronounced it;
just short of dying.