O Trespass Sweetly Urged, Give Me My Sin Again

Ah, new love...


I tremble
[like leaves
in the softest of breezes]
when I hear your voice,
and recall how you touched me--
as if you know
exactly what I want.

Let me transform your world
with images
of beauty and light,
with moments of life
as it should be--

because I know how to laugh,
how to cry, how to feel,
because I know how to live
with everything I am.

Treasure me,
hold me gently--
like cupping starlight,
like mending a butterfly's wings--
and you'll see
how brightly I shine.