Would that I could spend my days
cradled in a gossamer haze
feel the presence on my skin
like a lover entering in

The sweet caresses on my mouth
taking all my why nots and hows
holding me 'til I forget
all the pain and fear that I've met

to taste the nectar of his kiss
the rapture of nepenthean bliss
know the empty ache no more
or what my pain and anger was for

nevermore shall I awake
to wander in this unhappy state
but lie within my lover's spell
suspended between heaven and hell

like feathers drifting on the wind
surrendered to the destiny's whim
floating without needless haste
locked within the passion's embrace

seeing myself from his view
creating my existence anew
ah, to spend the rest of my days
cradled in the gossamer haze.