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.
I dine out on love – all your fantastic foods
Seduce the palate and outrage restraint
But grub is not the sum of all my goods...
Shall I begin with your rare hair
Heaven to press my face against?
Eyes to bring me to despair...
