Stars she spies in the glints of her eyes
she madly looks in the mirror.
The candlelight loom weaves into gloom
the silks that caress...
like sparkling black water
conceal and undress...
a mysterious daughter.
At the press of her lips the earth gently slips
and I'm falling with my eyes shut tight.
Then she carries me down and invites me to drown
in the waves and the silks of her flowing black gown.