Thou Cometh

Early morn, midst moonlight flooding the room I awake feeling thy presence my love. Thus Arising from bed I forsake more sleeping And betake me to casement, where, keeping Sight of yonder light, high in night sky, dost Wait. The stardust will bring thee hither soon. I wouldst thee beckon yet again. Yearning With heart astir, I see Love's coach, bedecked By silvery dreams, now approach and descend, Then alighting, thy dear face beams and ends My chilly wait. So strongly affected By welcome, I blush as my desires burn. Whereon thou, gleaming with passion, and armed With fire, soon hast me held, melting again In embrace. Yielding upturned face to thine I taste of thy kiss, drink nectar divine And am lost. Thou, thus boldly obtaining Mine ardour, unfold me more to thy charms. Moonlighting trysts my lord, capture completely Mine unlocked heart. Canst thou feel its strong beats?