Temptation
In the darkness of midnight and terror,
When I toss and turn in my bed;
With tears and a memory of error,
On a pathway of sin I have fled.
In my mind there are visions I'd banish,
The truths of the deeds I have done;
For I beg and ask that they vanish,
And they vanish, all except one.
That one with a sigh like the splendor,
Of the moon in the midnight skies;
That one with a magic so tender,
That one with a trance in his eyes.
He comes close in his loving beauty,
With languid, indolent grace;
And my heart won't do its duty,
When I look at the light in his face.
He caresses my face and I quiver,
And tremble with exquisite pains;
He sighs like the wind on the river,
And blood rushes fast through my veins.
He half smiles in amorous fashion,
And kisses with soft tender touch;
He holds me with power and passion,
In his arms I love him so much.
Oh phantom of sad unrelenting,
Fly back to the darkness and sod;
Always too dear for repenting,
Yet standing between me and my God.
If in a dream I should meet him,
And kiss those lips I love well;
So dear in my arms I would greet him,
And melt in the fires of hell.
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