Oh such lovely hands
always with roses
although much purer
blazen among our sheets
they rise like the stars
float as wings of butterflies...

Tonight my beloved
you arrive with the moon
teasing of the spring
hands of other worldly splendor
soothing as the cool night
dazzling as I dream...

Your lips touch my forehead serene
eyes glowing like the afternoon sky
soft winds from your clouds that litter
when you kiss the purple ember of my mouth
I am blessed with the gift of stone water
as you make the sign of the cross my love...

Lay your hands upon my face
bring with you white fire and doves
chase away my nightmares
I awake each morning
open to such light and love
as you....