© Sara L. Russell 1999
I have marinaded in honey and milk
the body you love as your own,
conjured alabaster and silk
from mortal flesh and bone,
and I have tender fruit enough
to bring your lips to sighs
and I am ready for your love
and all your pretty lies.I have poured out the rich, red wine
you love to savour so well;
the summer of France, sweet and divine
a potion for a spell.
I will put summer in your heart
and bid winter be late,
and you will tear my love apart
as always is my fate.I have put on my dress of midnight sky
my pearls of silver moon,
a feather stole light as a sigh
and you will be here soon.
My kiss is softer than spring rain
I will kiss your cares away
and I can make you come again
but I can't make you stay.
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