But here on earth the dew runs off the red rose, the silky petals of the fire of desire at early dawn. Your blood becomes the water of the Nile. The stars on heaven's deck rhyme in hot black. When first the teeth ache then the heart attack. Then I would ask a cure for thoughts I know, Where time is wasted in love's sweet decay.
Youth holds in light for only one cold kiss.
Breathe in the richness of this bitter stay. Rough lips in secret say it's love they miss. Oh moon, you touch the stars before my sight. I know for certain, dearly I love you.