You cannot tell the wind's calm,
till the leaves dance
For thy breath is ease,
and my lust is appeased
Swirls of sand tease,
and slip through your hands
For thou art mine temptress;
they welcome my pleasures
Sit beside and let the flame flicker,
touch my eyes and say beguiler
twirl my curls and speak in soft manner,
i see brown eyes and have no answer
i wish she wished,
i wished she wished
i gaze incessantly so would i be out of line,
close your eyes and i'll close mine
