You are my slow and sacred revealing,

You are the spreading warmth of the dawn,

You are the flooding of the sky with wonder,

You are my love.

You are the crystal which holds my fire,

You are the moment where my heart takes notice,

And worships for a lifetime in beautiful silence,

You are my love.

What does it mean,this fashion of flame

In which lovers blaze, gasp and move on?

I’d rather drink deeply from the well of this love

Where my passion flows froth from the earth.

Draw this spring from my heart eternal

And not know what it means

To thirst.

For you are my dream, my source refreshing,

You are my starry night;

You are my path from the darkness, ascending

You are my constant light…

You are my constant love.

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