and send it on to thee

could I find nouns and verbs

that explain the mystery

of red feathered arrows,

flying to intended mark;

of narcotic music

mesmerizing the dark;

of importuning doves

each bearing a thornless rose,

of giddy walks a'reeling,

from sultry desire exposed;

of diaphanous dreams,

hypnotic visions nigh,

nightly perspiration,

yearning's effort doth supply;

But the muse avoids me,

words flee this smitten mind,

therefore all that is sent

Is my love -- unrefined.