Sun Shines on My Vineyard, Moon Shines on My Wine

Sun shines on my vineyard, moon shines on my wine
1000 years have passed since I tasted her twice--
Once by the Ganges, twice by the Humber's tide.
Her lips art now dust, mine still lust;
The rosy lips, the Helen-hip,
The bud that opens up to make way for the love ship!
Away, away, I wanna go for the sea
Every time she opens up,
I shall sip to sleep the love-juice of Aphrodite, honey-mixed,
And listen to with all of my sights the sights beyond insights!
Come to me flowers, come to me butterflies
Cutting the sky starry; cutting the rainbows of million brides--
Come to me in your sadness, come to me in tears.
I shall talk to you about my life,
That stretches far, far, far in the realms of darkness and dust.
Come to me in rain, baby, come to me in sunshine
We shall walk together side by side
Holding our arms folded together upon the soft,
gentle, beach of wavy surprise;
We shall talk to our shadows; we shall talk to our lives.