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
Just now I strode the road, wondering where
Happiness lies. Does happiness lie?
Is so much of that for which we care...
When I think of the parts I don’t play.
The minuscule oeuvre of my writing career
I look at you...
