O lover

O partner joyous,

O partner more than friend,

you live inside this ready heart,

and you stand beside my waiting hand.


Though we be older than the young,

whose passions take love to fever grand,

still we melt and blush in each other’s arms

and feel that surge as two souls and bodies merge.


O lover I will give you all of me that there is to give,

and when this body does cease and to coldness go,

let me dwell in the vitality of your living, breathing soul

that takes you to our love that was sweet as a drop of dew.