Shadows are dancing , alive as the flame is alive

Shadows are dancing , alive as the flame is alive :
My setting is complete .
Candle flame leaping , and you in your chair by the fire ,
I at your feet :
Now comes the longing , now the unmastered desire
To sing , to sing —
To make you music , to frame an exquisite song
Sweet as a bird’s ,
Worthy your beauty , worthy my infinite love ;
But not expressed in words .

26 April 1954