Oh my dream girl.....

In between the blankets you soundly sleep,

 Dreams of vigils that we both lovers do keep

While all the night, I whispers your name,

The tender mind does every nerve inflame,

Visualizations brings me all your charms,

The plenteous silken hair, and waxen arms,

The well turned neck, and snowy breast

And all the beauties that supinely rest

Oh my dream girl, could you see my heart,

How fond, how true, how free art,

The warmest glances poorly do explain

The eager wish, the melting throbbing pain

Which through my very blood and soul I feel,

Which you cannot believe or could reveal,

Which every metaphor must render less

And yet which I could well express.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI