Burning Twelve Times Bright

"When stars align, and you're on track, she's all signs of the Zodiac" ~ the author, after a twelve-pack If in your heart (a paradise) I'd delve, 'twould multiply my love for you by twelve. I would be declared by any jury completely mad, in a trice or hurry. Your voice rings in a dulcet twelve-tone scale. Your eyes enchant and wink behind a veil. Each hour's an eternity on the clock, as I wait, impatiently, to unlock the latch on your affection's secret door, I'll do the tasks of Heracles and more. My Guinevere, the queen of ev'ry knight, my love ever burns for you, twelve times bright.