Shall this mortal skin
be shed,
as we lie awake
in bed,
uncovered, nude
to be seen,
by the world
so pure, so clean
Have these sheets
disguised this night's
most intimate
of alibis,
touched by fingers
so soft, so smooth,
may our muted breaths
be soothed
Dearest love
do I bequeath,
this unity
found underneath
sheets of linen
so warm, so soft,
in waves of love
our souls are lost