Enemy

My eyes are rain When they behold thee And my breath is death When my lips caress thee You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee There is a ghost in my hallway A voice of mourning You marked my body with the star of God To love is to marry You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee When you come in my room There will be laughing Lady of all my adoring You will be my homecoming You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee You are not my enemy I will make my bed up for thee