ΚΕΦΑΛΗ ΚΘ The Southern Cross in Liber CCCXXXIII, The Book of Lies by Aleister Crowley.

“Dark night, sweet night, so warm and yet so fresh, so scented yet so holy, cover me, cover me!” [via]

Consider also:

  1. “Note the introduction of the name of the Beloved in acrostic in line 15.”
  2. “Let me be no more! Let me be Thine; let me be Thou; let me be neither Thou nor I; let there be love in night and night in love.”
  3. “Love, I love you! Night, night, cover us! Thou art night, O my love; and there are no stars but thine eyes.”
  4. “All night no change, no whisper. Scarce a breath But lips closed hard upon the cup of death To drain its sweetest poison. Scarce a sigh Beats the dead hours out; scarce a melody Of measured pulses quickened with the blood Of that desire which pours its deadly flood Through soul and shaken body; scarce a thought But sense through spirit most divinely wrought To perfect feeling; only through the lips Electric ardour kindles, flashes, slips Through all the circle to her lips again And thence, unwavering, flies to mine, to drain All pleasure in one draught.”
  5. “O = Capricorn, ‘The Devil of the Sabbath’. U = 8, the Hierophant or Redeemer. T = Strength, the Lion.”