Love of Alfred

Oh, Alfred, my beloved, do not go
Do  not leave, but warmth to me bestow,
Lie beside me in my bed all night
Succour me when stormy dreams affright.

Oh , Alfred, 'tis your eyes  that turn me on
The green and golden light is never gone.
Affection constant,  touch and feeling shared.
I am not embarrassed when you stare.

For you , the  gallant male, have ever  seen
My naked form well lit by  Jove’s sunbeams
And if I wear a gown of winceyette
You love it ,as it’s made for paws of cat.

Alfred,we can’t marry   yet I fear.
Cats can’t read the Book of Common Prayer
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