The night lies heavy on unseeded limbs.
Sleep who offered solace, fled rejected.
How can I suppress love when dejected?
Relegate fired desire to merest whim?

I loose my mind's grip and let you in.
You tendril then, a shy presence seeking,
soft-smile to find no resistance meeting.
Oh grow, sweet vine of love and let's begin.

My soul steps the night sky's river-stone-stars.
It quests north-west, all quaking, quickening.
Are we doomed to be always apart?

Fireflies imprisoned in separate jars?
This aching, shaking, late awakening - ooooh
the dawn is breaking and so is my heart.