Melt down as thou enter’st
the bedchamber of my soul
these last quivering flames
of elfin light I burn

Treading softly
with thy fiery toes
upon the carpets
of our heart’s embrace

Whilst warning truly
with thy mystical smile
the essence of honor
our loins so crave

(Invaded privacy
the beyonds of desire…)

To possess thee fully
yet render thee free
not merely of love
but of God
                    and of me.