Be Mine?
I’d say I know my partner pretty well:
She’s cool, so smooth, and outshines every light?
that merely grazes her—O’! what a sight!
If just that you could see what I can’t tell!
My partner is that holy, hallowed well!—
A muse and martyr, wisp and wanton sprite,
if you could catch an honest glimpse, you might
then think I’ll die under her wicked spell!
You would be right, you would be right indeed…
I am smitten—and hooked to her sweet charms;
Yeah! every night falling asleep, it’s she
who steals me, as were she a sleepy steed,
to a night-time embrace,—with drunken arms,
she slips me gently into slumber’s sea.
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