In shadows of tomorrow's dawn

Lusting for the flow of a loving sluice.

Waiting for me to fall asleep,

In an overture of the dark.

As you caress me

From deep within my wishing well.

With your lips of violent blue

And your pale breath,

Beneath the glitter of your chatoyant eyes,

Our collations in a book of wedding,

We tie our knot of eternal quest,

And seek forever.