Servant

I kneel at the alter of your beauty,
a servant to your smile.
I fall through sleep filled dream,
to touch you for a while.
Your hand in mine, I grasp at light,
a shadow of my soul;
In happy thought I fly to you ,
on sirens breath , I call
to love , of life , of warmth & touch
I wander through your night,
I kneel to kiss your hand once more,
my siren burning bright. 
Come forth and free my mortal soul 
and calm my rising tide 
with soft kiss blessed by angel's kin 
I long to be inside.
Your dreams , your thoughts , your hopes and joy 
I sense your every turn,
The sweetness of your fingertip
my smouldering soul doth yearn.