I'm looking for a dancer,
A midnight chancer.
One hand to hold,
A secret told.

I'm searching for a lover,
Mine own Mallory,
And when it's all over,
A memory.

I'm begging to Eros,
He give me one chance,
To fire his arrows,
And find me a heart.

Thats all I'll send,
No prayers or messenger doves,
Just a poem with no end,
I'm searching for love.