I dream of reckless escapades in nights
bearing that which I feel to speak true,
only borrowing lies bedimm'd the lights
aglow with dire wantings of you.
Held by disquieting, ambivalent frays
to wage a fervent and posturing stand,
amorous airs bequeath'd this night's play
immortally bound in the touch of two hands.
Stirrings unseen 'midst one's sounding plea--
for perilous paths to the edge of bliss,
sufferings' need set at fervor, free
to languid release in the hastening kiss.
Sweeter tastings, yet, would I yearn
in unending surrender to this longing burn.