A Thousand Thousand years

To come upon in a past life, two acquainted souls
A thousand thousand years
When you were my King and I your Queen
Gentle with a kiss to my brow
Cleaving to my breast bone
And drink as if wine poured from my lips, a kiss
Impel me upon thy throne hastefully yet dove-like      
Yield to me comfort and honor, fyaunce
My Lord I plead
Bestow upon me your seed
I tithe you, that I be true and obedient
Behold my King, my Lord, and my Lover
A thousand thousand years ago