Pagan Love Song In our palace built of time, From marbled walls hang adorning golden moments Drunken time sings wildly for our amusement Naked seconds dance in carnal rhythm singing "One day you must tie yourself to this skirt and blouse You roaring tiger, you soaring eagle Sing together to the rising sun, one voice Sun-filled bodies dance, warm throb of erotic life!" You pluck the red harp By lamplight, I compose poetry As you sing the grinding of the corn, Our sun-fibred children sing the evening song And I watch the fire and the darkening sky.