My love, the sky-- the sun-- it wanes,
Where set in thine eyes its shine hangs.
Such light to bright'n thy green gaze.
Mine heart skips rapidly away,
In a trance-- in a fog-- for today,
Heaven amplifies thy beauty in a way,
That melts at my resistance on such a day.
Thou art yet in heaven's door,
But the door I feel is visible more,
And together we shall creak the lore.