What voice have I to set your heart,
Embraced by Dream's desire...

Who are we that we decide
Where beauty rests and upon whose face...

My Rainbow is unusual
And unique from end to end...

Poor dreams that are never dreamt nor breathed to
life; never heard nor laid to love. Poor sighs...

Amid my greatest hopes I start
A search for the gem of all my love's professing...

Note the faithful evening moon
And how it renders from above...

Morn not for me when I am dead
As after things are clearer...

Upon the wings of Beauty's flight,
Your eyes, your smile so set the night...

How can Love's wonders
Choose to fleet...

The heart is such a tricky thing,
It gently dares perceive...

I loved you while we walked alone
Along the fine white sand beneath...

Wanted: beautiful, shapely female.
No tats, no boils or tail...