Song of Night

 

I sing to you, fairest heart

 

your face among the stars--

you, like dark Selene

 

grace me with your silvery love--

and my love, too, is like the moonglow

 

that tender kisses the yearning flowers

 

of your deep and dreaming night

our love, lustrous, luminous, and lush

 

rests upon this fragrant desert bed

 

soft and breathing warm

for this, my love, is all we have--

 

this fleeting florid moment

and all the golden past

 

and every future clime--

all my love for thee, my glory--

 

for thou, and thou alone, art mine

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Steven Holland
October 1, 2013