Sole paragon,
dreamland inamorata,
spend a moment;
drovvn me in your vvaters.
Slake this surreptitious tongue,
before it turns to dust,
guide my hands hovv you see fit;
there's no reason to not.
Love can get you high
but ...
       I
          vvill
                  travel
                      ­       as
                                   lovv
                             as
                    you
         vvant.