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
If only energy would stay –
Two fingers up to eighty-two –
Because you’re ill I’d wait on you...
You’re out there in the peopled world
Bobbing heads crowd your fair face
You sit in tunnels and in buses...
