Oh! The rosy peach bestowed Cradled by your tough hands Golden hour picnic, pillow throws Sheepish beams through my flax lens Mystified sunsets, sweet regrets Only the glancing nightingales know
Oh! your sinful mondegreens Your mock, addicting melodies Beguiled, silly all of me Omitting what they all mean
Within the cerulean summer nights Wee golden stars dusted on the blue Upon the laced, vined canopy ignites Sensual aroma romance and libidos blooms And you called me by your name Your beautiful, vexing name