I don't want to see Your face
I don't want to know Your name,
I don't want to know Your mind,
I don't want Your life to claim,
All I want is a grove of trees,
soft grass on which to lay,
darkness, warm and soft and kind,
and You to come and play.
I want Your strength around me,
hot lips against my breast,
with tenderness and passion
delighting every sense.
Goddess and God rendezvous
on a moon-kissed night.
I would see the God in You,
would feel and know His might.
I send my wish upon the winds
to East, South, West and North,
to seek out my Faerie love,
and magick bring Ye forth.
Soft caresses of the night
to whisper on Your skin,
honeyed lips to sweeten You,
Goddess to draw You in.
O will o' the wisp, my lover fey,
Come to me, my Horned One.
Be free to worship as we will,
enchanted realms of love and fun.
Touch and please, but ne'er speak
recriminate or fear.
A vow we must forever keep,
To keep Them ever near.
