Air for two voices

by Kendrick Smithyman

Kendrick Smithyman
Kendrick Smithyman

"A dream, perhaps. I bend,
being welcome. Your small arms
bring me near but what alarms
are waiting, my love, to prove?
Tomorrow we may be damned,
damned beyond all reprieve."
"Tomorrow has still to come.
Let it come - now be my man,
though we go under ban.
Your manhood's talents prove,
then let the rest be damned.
Think my love your reprieve."
"My dear, I fear your voice."
"Fear silence more. I bind
you to me, and I may wind
you closer yet. Shall I prove
how well man may be damned?"
"God spare me from reprieve."

Last updated January 14, 2019