Love Music II - Laura's song (woman to man)

Someday, somewhere, someone will appreciate my little notes I am always putting on scrap pieces of paper, right?

Love Music II - Laura's song (woman to man)

Come, freightened heart, within this port,
Bring all your bee-collected sweet,
the savor of a liberal night,
the crown of columbine, still wet,
the muse of days. Bring your delight
to fill the palate and the plate,
to rinse the lips. Unburden, set
your lilies on my chair of state.

Come, laden love, to this, my cave.
For here we soon may hide and move,
in havens play the courting dove,
and pace the newly-altered nave:
This vested place, this heart alive.
with fruit and wine and coupled play,
each self will give itself away.

Come candidly, consort with me,
and spill our pleasure for a day.
Let love delay, unhurriedly,
this passing taste - I prophesy:
Remembered cinnamon and lime
will fructify a bleaker time.