From Charles Osgood:

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove.

Here to come
As we live
Together with
Joy, you and me
Eternally happy and
Devoted we will be
Me, your moon, you my
Sun, emitting love.

Spinning through space and
Hopping over stars, we
Would be doing at will
Public displays of affection for some
To see and moan in disgust at our new
Behavior of pleasures
For we have nothing to prove.