Firelight through wine glasses br Paints ruby expressions on the ceiling br That move with the dance of shadows on the bed below. br We fall exhausted into the down comforter br Next to the dying fire, br With your hunger finally slaked, br Slumber overtakes you. br Sweat cools me quickly br In the January night, br I pull the cedar-scented blanket br Under my chin, but my stirring br Disturbs your sleep, br And you reach out of your dream br Pull me into that world of desire br where I am yours.