Sweetheart, please don’t frown!
The candy shop was closed,
The florist was away,
The dressmaker has not returned
The jeweller has left town,
The gift shop was out of stock,
And as to the flowers along the road
They were too sweet, too innocent for plucking.
But though my hands be empty,
I assure you my heart is replete with love for you.
Therefore, please put down that bucket of water
Which you so threateningly hold above my head,
Descend from your balcony,
Open your door,
And come out so we may practice moonlight kissing!
And do believe me when I say,
I bring you no worse a gift than myself.
What?! Another frown?
Fine, fine, I will admit,
Business hasn’t gone so well,
Wine prices have gone up,
And after taxes, debts, and fines were paid,
Nothing of my purse remained.
But what of that?
I repeat, my heart is replete…
Ahhh! How cold this midnight shower is!