Be still! My eyes have opened; I spy thee,
E’en as I dream you’re there, but now I know,
My answered prayer: you’re here in bed with me,
Your youthful glow now ‘rousing this blood flow,
Vinous lips and Venus hips; they move me,
And too, thin errant lock ‘cross silken cheek,
Lazing love, thy vision: ‘tis my glee,
Exquisité du physique angelique,
Night is gone, but Hypnos has you still; while,
Temptation… he is urging me to kiss,
In hopes to 'waken thee with eager smile,
Nocturnal curtains better drawn with bliss.
E’en as I ponder, you begin to stir,
Love stretches; then, like kitten, 'gins to purr.
- Scott Alexander McKenzie