Thine stars do shine about the flowers grow
abound cover you in roses of my love
intricate I desire unknown. I yearn to cite my poem
my ode to you in public:
    When you my fairest flower
light green eyes desire
          just once could look upon me
my heart would flutterby!
      suns would shine perpetually,
sense would wake me,
       for you are a dream,
my dearest:

My words, if I could ever be so bold, to say alone,
yet in public, glisten here. I hope you see.
then glisten, for me.