Most beauteous love inside my heart doth come;
Though all encompassing I shall not fall.
Upon this eve our bodies so entwined,
The Gods our spirits and our flesh do call.
With raven's wings doth my heart merry beat,
And keeps such flight into the starry sky.
Into your world I verily retreat,
My will throughout this night to keep I try.
This perfect union surely must be blessed,
Else why are you a mirror in mine eyes?
To find you, kindred, I would not have guessed,
In this perfection, there, the mystery lies.
Ere to these yearnings I dare concede,
For in that fruit there lies that loving seed.