Bethrotal Hymn

Magic of stars and beauty unsurpassed, bath me In the fragrance of your dew, let my heart sing The woodland voices to outlast, here on the sunless lea Where bats and owl invisibly pulse their wing. Like the moon she will come soft into my arms Laden with the bright scent of flowers in her hair And the wind will serenade her, and love disarms Our two fancies from the pillage of our fear. This is the hour when life's care abate, and sweet now The cicadas cascade their uncrinkling chorals loud Love calls here from heart to heart in every bough O sweet one, come now, come now and leave the crowd. Enfold me in the ebony of your breast, give me milk The moon cannot exceed in warm sugared whiteness Let naked touch naked in thy diamond drizzled sheet of silk We will feast on love, and find solace in Eden's happiness.