My Allie golden-heart and sky-blue eyes
You flower-bed where my desires swarm
For ever inspiration of my sight
In my arms fold your fanciable form
My red and white corpuscles tell me this:
That I was born to live within your kiss.
You place the aces in my hand
My chances better in the game
My dealing seems no longer lame...
Darkness is tumbling from the flies
And fills the gloomy wings
Your backstage lover sits and sighs...
