Writing
Like Lovers Do Till Light of Dayby Ironhand
Were thy breasts bare, to me this night
That I could lay my head till light
And your softness would me surround,
If only I could feel your warmth around
And miss not your locks golden hair
That glimmered faintly in night chilled air
If only those little hands that pressed me close
Were not away on some mountain coast
And if my love I could just see
Your moonlit face and kiss you tenderly
In another’s arms I would not be found
It is you I need to hold me round
And if this night we could steal away
Like lovers do till light of day