Amoresia

O, sweet scented growths ever unfolding

And daring thieves of Hyperion’s Light,

Thy fauvist beauty to my love must bring,

In the fullness of day or in lunar’s light,

A rainbow’s palate her heart to inspire

And open its gate to a loving admirer,

Whose own heart is filled with love and desire

And with passion burns as our star’s own fire.

Yet, above all else you must stay sunfast,

Lest the power of your hues will not last

And their message too short will not persist,

Alas, my deep affections she may resist.

But, if in all this you will succeed,

Your life’s sacrifice will honour love’s deed.