Whispered winds of mystery
Breath upon this kiss of fire
Wrap warm the man my want
In sleep my sought desire

Slip deep into the darkness
And find his place of test
To penetrate my pleasure
To touch his night in rest

Rest ease upon his lounge
To rise my point of claim
That he should dream upon my kiss
And murmur out my name

In a sound made bold of passion
For I touch to please my say
That my want of all his passion
For the touch my kiss does claim