Bathe me in the lavishry
Of your shining arms.
Look down on me and smile.
Open your haughty heart
And receive my tiny body.
Hold me up, never down.
O heavenly beacon,
Your summery hands
Touch my cheeks,
Warm my skin, my soul.
Scathe me in the savagery
Of your biting arms.
Loom above my head and frown,
Unsheathe your sweltering sword,
And release my tiny body.
Heat me up, hold me down.
This heathenly beacon,
Its simmering hands
Scorch my skin,
Burn my sins, my soul.