softly I SPEAK in sweetest
whispers TO THEE, fondly,
truly. AND devoted am I to prove
that I love THEE by Jove!

the universe IS HER, center stage
above AND below.
for SHE IS THEE, my little dove
snowy white AND pure,
her beauty to be admired.
she is the one TO WHOM I REFER. with glee.

I ask God, COULD SHE BE with me
for AS MUCH as an eternity?
She has wrecked INTO ME so I am a wreck.
It seems AS I AM INTO HER? We shall see.
If yes AND IF SO, I want her
to respect THEN THIS PLEA FROM ME which comes sadly
now WITH WOEFUL  but happy
falling TEAR, hopefully my
affections WILL NOT GO TOO LONG being that
call that goes UNANSWERED HERE, that would be
regrettable.
I pray FOR HER SILENCE to go away
perhaps because it HURTS to be forgettable.
Yet it BUT IS what it is.
Such beauty is RARE. I must admit.

SO FAR AWAY!       YET SO NEAR!

We are where we are
BUT I WISH YOU WERE NEARER, DEAR!

BECAUSE it is in
EACH DOMINION
that ON SUCH OCCASION
you MUST UNWIND, your soul
SO AS TO
soley BE  a sole
fragrance that is REBORN IN THE MORNING SHINE, this
day and the next, RETURNING AS GLORIOUS
AND AS FRESH AS THE NEW DAY SKY, that is my wish.
AND you
THEREUPON SHOULDST CARRY ON upon
a dream WITHOUT IMPERFECT MOAN
OR a mightier
SIGH. of loveliness.

I PLEAD WITH THEE TO MANUMIT
YOUR TIGHTENED CLASP
THAT BINDS, you sadly in slavery.
Now REST YOUR WEARY
HEAD A BIT ON MINE,
AND EASE INTO PLEASANT REVERIES. with only me.

AFTER ALL, THE DUSK you trust
HAS COME rightly
TO GIVE REST TO THEE,
AND I AM but what I am,
YOURS AND YOURS AM I nightly
**-I AM RESTFUL SLEEP.