To You, My Fair

I have this purple, burning; yearning,
Of a tenderous one, so sweet.
Oh to earn her bright wonder,
Would be a rather beauteous treat!


What 'air does my darling's mind breathe?
What is it you hope to achieve?
Why do you choose to tease,
I desire your kiss, oh please!


Your hair is so fair; I do declare,
Your a gift from grace.
You light my candle,
Your heart's my embrace.


So dream my darling,
Dream of me.
You are a-part,
A-part of my heart!!!