"For a breeze of morning moves,
And the planet of love is on high
Beginning to faint in the light that she loves
On a bed of daffodil sky"
A bed of daffodil sky-ahhhhh.... The title is supposed to be a play on poet laureate, I'm not really sure it works though. Oh well. Just so you know where I was going with it- or where I was coming from. So. There it is.