“Desire”

Oh supreme Death

Bless me thy love withal

Make me part of thy amity.

Till the prochain geniture of mine

I adjure thou, my Hebe, to

Make me thy Eros for a trice.

I want to feel the essence of life

I want to feel the pleasure of love

I want to leave the monde apace

And live the later, life with thou

To feel the eternal pleasure of Thee

And to mingle, with divine eternity.

……………….Sreejoy……………………