COME, MAIDEN
1.
Lay on my pillow, rest
your hips on these silk sheets
You came on impulse,
to be cradled
you, moon of my night,
2.
Who is this man who loves me so?
offering wine, candles, and bright eyes?
I will return to his bed,
this bear of a man
3.
I followed my heart
and found joy
in my cumming
— © Abraham Menashe