I Speak Of Love

When my tender face rub on the gentle pillow
The wool warmed
The fur
On a silent night

The melody of the night winds I feel on my ear
As I lay there collected with the myrhh
That swimmed in wonder
O soul art thou the rejoice of beauty and love
Hither with I hold my hand
As I whisper the name of love

Fantasy

When the Even shines
The dainty blue
I roll my hair
I feel my open neck

Your voice and groan
I do hear
In all the rain
All so clear

A gentle kiss I do now yearn
Far beyond the moon
And
To the stars
I confess
Amid a mountain sky
O Fantasy trail me no long
Bind me
For I love you so