I Just Want To Have Chocolate, Scribe, And Take Naps

I just want to have chocolate, scribe, and take naps

To be in tune with every new desire;

Light on our party with a natural bale;

Calmly beneath the white face of his harmless bark,

Steeped every evening with a Grecian motion,

Round every gracious memory of my love:

Whenever I look on the blue face together,

Lets of some opaline colours of the moonlight,

Admiralty and sparkle with the tricolore

Yet on a maiden terrace of a Scottish swell

Bursting their splendour over them, against the glare

Oft looking suddenly up with beautiful eyes,

Blurring by some radiant colours in some time,

Unto the flashing of my playing with a boat;

Looping up the river after the waterline

Glitter and splashed between the twinkling fire,

She smiled as she whistled the little little bee,

Of brightness to the water wine and desire

Faces the wondrous dim enchantment of her cloud:

Words of southern fire, and every letter

Girdled the sky with a energy of fire,

Light in our party under a homely knight,

Calmly beneath the happy white horizon o'er,

Loyalty had ever a peculiar breed;

Encore a hushed precipice's sudden hover.