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
It’s more quiet than I’ve ever known
No cat stirs, wasp or fly.
At least for a while...
All the fine fire sun sends down.
The leaving green, the heaving sea, the air
Cool as a dream of snow in Africa...