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
In terms of worldly achievement, no,
Not an impressive report to make:
Like, nothing published, whilst long ago...
All week I’ve worn this wig and dress
And watched the camp convoy of scandal pass
And asked...
