Under the moonlight I pray,
Hands entwined in pleading grace.
The wind’s cold breath moves through me,
Shadow veils my window’s face.
Beneath the starless sky,
Thy hand extends to mine;
A spell thou cast upon my soul,
Enraptured, enthralled, I cry.
Submit, doom, my night is gloom;
Call upon me, I shall obey.
Reciprocity, in return I vow:
I’ll be thy lover, I’ll be thine.
My desire unspoken, wordless still,
Search through my beating heart, my master
There shalt thou find thy treasure.
Speak, my love, grant me thy word,
And this soul is thine forever.
Wandering Monologues 