You are the evening sun as you light up my night 

Nestled next to me, I reach for you in delight 

When we are this close, nobody can defeat us 

When we enter each other, our matter scatters 

We are not made of flesh, but of gossamer silk 

Like a spider’s web, a cocoon we make 

Within we are two caterpillars making butterflies 

If someone were to observe us – they would marvel at the sight 

We are giving off emissions, like golden stars 

That light up the room, that are equal to the stars 

We sigh together, the sigh of ecstasy 

For we have drunk sweet honey and are finally no longer hungry