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Your call and voice

Shall rouse me at mid night

You, with the voice of that gong

Sounding great and shrill

You, who sang glory into my land

Cathing us with the song

And sang glory into my soul



Touch me

Let me stand again.....

Perfect arouser!

Even the great lay under your power

A display of your glow

Hand; soft like the feather

Fingers, roling fast over my mounds

And roll me into life



Again, roll your tongue over me

Priceless sheet of red

And the waste of your mouth

Coming near, drawing over me...

Lips full of love

Rounded and smooth

Fill my body with it

Lip me into life



Your call and voice

Shall rouse me

When the mid night comes

My love; my whole love..

Set in gold

And blessed above words

And I by your side standing

And in favour, more

Among men to be numbered

To love so great a gem

With a love for all time.





              Valhalla, Westchester New York

               August 2nd 2002