What's in that eye's allure? As yours ask, come closer Lo! brushing lips insure a kiss, sweet in-form her stronger feelings attest there is life in this love absolute heart's tight chest spellbound, courting foxglove In those eyes a fissure each pupil dilates no rope cleft, he falls sure blind and stutters, awaits passion's reckless stumble into arms, legs, embrace whispers roll and tumble thoughtful in interlace apace, evening lingers fingers locked in fingers