Egyptian Cotton - a Slow, Comfortable Ballad
Tonight I’ll light a candle by my bedside,
A simple way of banishing the gloom,
And lie awake anticipating midnight
When she will seek admission to my room.
And when my servant tells of her arrival,
I’ll have him guard the threshold with his sword,
Then watch those seven wonders come unraveled,
As each dropped veil surrenders its reward.
We’ll find the dance that brings the greatest pleasure,
Our naked bodies suitably aligned.
We’ll lie on sheets of fine Egyptian cotton,
Our arms and legs and spirits intertwined.
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