Fay Slimm.

Were I.

 

 

Were I.

 

Unsettled my sleep,
yet were I with thee
each night would be
bedded in sated need.

 

Uneasy my soul,
yet were I to hold
thee as mine alone
would feelings unfold.

 

Unrested my mind,
yet were I now thine
on fire would be night
while we Paradise find.