Heavenly Lover,
who comes at night to caress my ears with silken whispers,
who sends dreams that fill my heart with precious longing,
I call to you.

Quench my thirst for you, for I am parched,
Your sweet nectar is my only solace
here in the desert of my soul.

Arise within me on the waves of my own pleasure,
that I may do your work here upon the Earth.
Swell up within me like the waters of the ocean and make your will be known
that all may be healed of the false fissure in the spiritual flesh.
Make Holy the pleasures of the body’s wisdom,
Make known the secret passion of the heart,
that is the key to the Mystery.

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