Peruquois come my love

Come my love, pour your sacred fire into my darkness And light up this house of life For without your hearth to warm it It is cold sleeping like the still dark frozen earth under the winter’s snow I wait for your radiant love to burst open Every bud and blossom That has not even contemplated life You are the first ray of spring You are the sun of inspiration In my house and garden of being Come my love My surrender is that I love you man with a burning passion My greatest fulfilment comes from my eternal lover And he is nameless, faceless, formless and when you disappear Into his goldenness I am at your feet in sweet sweet surrender Come my love, golden and new The sun of inspiration is burning inside of you