All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
I know not what to do, my mind is divided
No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.