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’re my beauty (boredom’s death!)
The beast maybe me, I don’t know
Or p’raps a frog who’ll suddenly grow...
When love and lust are turned to dust
And time has gone doolally
A butterfly will flutter by...
