Wait for Her

With a glass inlaid with gemstones
 On a pool around the evening
 Among the perfumed roses
 Wait for her
 With the patience of a packhorse loaded for the mountains
 Like a stoic, noble prince
 Wait for her
 With seven pillows laid out on the stair
 The scent of women's incense fills the air
 Be calm, and wait for her
 And do not flush the sparrows that are nesting in her braids
 All along the barricades
 Wait for her
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 And if she comes soon
 Wait for her
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 And if she comes late
 Wait
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 Let her be still as a summer afternoon
 A garden in full bloom
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 Let her breathe in the air that is foreign to her heart
 Let her lips part
 Wait for her
 Take her to the balcony, see the moon soaked in milk
 Hear the rustle of her silk
 Wait for her
 Don't let your eyes alight upon the twin doves of her breast
 Lest they take flight
 Wait for her
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 And if she comes soon
 Wait for her
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 And if she comes late
 Wait
 Wait
 Serve her water before wine
 Do not touch her hand
 Let your fingertips rest at her command
 Speak softly as a flute would to a fearful violin
 Breathe out
 Breathe in
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 And as the echo fades from that final fusillade
 Remember the promises you made