Take You Sweetly  

toss a coin if you cannot decide
i see the closed curtains where you reside
melt the coin in to a silver dart
i see the eerie shadows play on your hearth

if you cannot decide yet bring in the wine
i hear baying hounds in the yard as you dine
take a sip and clear your clouded mind
i hear the mourning violins playing your requiem

touch your broken lips feel the biting cold
i hear your sweet breath whispering your last song
hold tight your dart hear what your beating heart says
i see the weak glow dancing on your candles

if you still cannot decide take a deep breath
believe in your dart look behind your back
i bought you a gift of silver doused in wine
. . . to take you sweetly