You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
I was to play Claudius the king
A National star the errant Dane,
Film star to be, and no plain Jane...
Who would want to dodge love’s arrows
When my Alison’s on the case?
The focus of my senses narrows
