naughty dread

Do you have your own heart?
It goes somewhere from another sight.
Her eyes are ready to kick start,
Allowing me to make my blue so bright.

Those solemn hours of illegal charms,
And meetings, which your staff won’t even let,
Are really full of shining mild arms,
Embrace me to expel innocent dread.

Remember me until the sun goes down,
Like Dorothy remembers her Toto.
Don’t leave me fading in this creeping town,
Or simply don’t allow to go.

What does a lover truly need? A dun.
That was imparted by Shakespeare:
‘My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun’
Yet all goes round on the Sphere.

You know me more than anyone,
But sometimes you can’t see what I do see.
Tomorrow our deals will be undone,
So take a place in shadow of the tree.

I’ll tell you what has happened now and then,
About stranger feeling in my head,
I only ask you not to chain me again.
Embrace me, shutting naughty- naughty dread.