Small Surprise

Between the marble of Venus,
I’ll spread some red and blue,
Escaping stars of love from us,
I will sing a song for you.

From the plate of fruit, devour,
With juice of Dionysus,
Come to me in a darkest hour,
I will cover you with kisses.

The angels are sleeping now,
Put our music and come to sleep,
In the nest which is blessed,
By angels that are dreaming deep…

Edmond