I sit here now and look to the door.
Oh what I’d give to see you once more.
An inviting smile, with such tender skin,
I would be the luckiest man if your heart I’d win.

But in this late hour you can not draw near.
For you’re in bed asleep and surely not here.
There’s no way to sleep, you’re on my mind.
I have seen true beauty of the most amazing kind.

The sun now draws near, and I have yet to sleep.
But as the sun rises slowly, from your bed you will leap.
A cast iron image of your beauty in sight,
When you’re finally here, there will be only delight.

As my body grows weak, I have but my dreams.
But even unconscious, your image, it streams.
Now as the hour comes for me to expire,
I can’t wait to see you, you’re my only desire.