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