That I do love you darling so,
Oh, know;
That I so ache that I may take
You where I go
And stay in range of your blue eyes,
Dear, realise
And lie at every eventide
Always
By your side
Sun long gone soon after four
Trees against the sky, no more
With leaves, they claw the dimming cloud...
We Argue – harmony has some bum notes
Uninterrupted bliss is not our scene
My poems suggest our love has nothing mean...
