My Love for Thee

Through thicket and briar,
Midst morning dew and orb,
Crisp blades betwixt, dire,
I kneel before thee, absorb,
Thy rose cheeks and fire,
I feel within my heart,
I fain under harsh elements,
Bestowed under thy spell,
May we never be apart.
Beneath crescent, faded wane,
Billow of black asunder,
I offer myself to thee in rain,
Squall or thunder.
Thine beauty knows no limits,
Enthralled, my spirit captured,
I gaze into thy eyes in depth,
I render, everlasting, I bask in thy rapture.