Unwrap my heart,
under the night-fire,
under the dream,
under the fear
thread by thread
as my heart pumps,
as my whole heart dies.
Look in my eyes,
breathe in the wind,
fill my hope,
with something again,
something powerful,
something innocent,
as soft as a dove,
to bring me to you,
would just be enough.
If you can unwrap my heart,
and fill me with love,
an intimacy and as fly
as far it seems to cut my heart,
as if the world can turn to gold.
Will you wrap your soul under me,
and take me by the fire,
where love dies and transpires,
under this midnight fire?
Like sweet wind and flames underneath
may you always consume me.
