To lie beside you in the night,
Bathed in dreamy pale moonlight,
And have your arms enfold me tight -
Darling, I am yours.
Your lips on mine, as love's sweet kiss
With all its gentle tenderness,
Gives way to passion - would be bliss;
Heaven would be mine.
Your hands would touch me, bring the fire
Of need and wanting ever higher;
Till we both ache with desire
Which cannot be denied.
And I would feel the fiery glow
Of sweet surrender, through me flow;
Then I would whisper soft and low -
Take me, I am yours.
© Fay Herridge