Christopher Thor Britt
First Embrace
Oh lover, fair with moonlit eyes
For you my heart does ache
With depths of passion yet untapped by
Mortals, love to make
Your silken hair of fire gold
Your eyes of twilight blue
Have put to shame the star-lit night in beauty
Next to you
Oh lover of my waking thoughts and
Dreams that come by eve
Come to me now my love, my soul and
Grant this heart reprieve
These gentle lips do for you wait
These hands to show you grace
Will cause us never to forget this night
Our first embrace
~Christopher Thor Britt
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