As morning hughes of sun swept fire caress your passioned face;
alone with pure desire to worship untold grace.
My soul would cry in silent prayer towards hours swept apart;
your essence warms the evening air as I dance into your heart.
From moments glance my knowledge knows of this;
of desires & dreams of life's elated bliss.
And with only one thing said and one thing true;
tis' of thee's devine love of you.