I lift iced whisky mixed with lemonade
To lips I love, watch cigarette smoke
Caress the evening light to rise and fade
In ceiling gloom. Eyes meet and smiles invoke
The spell of lovers. Along the Chesterfield
She lies full length, head propped by my raised knee
My hand entwines her dark, rich hair, the yield
Of love’s young years is now quiet ecstasy
Mahler’s Song of the Earth pervades the room
We listen, drink, breathe in the peace around,
With cats, green plants, anemones in bloom.
But one drinks elsewhere, other wine she’s found
Absorbed, absorbing, with blissfully closed eyes
At my love’s breast our baby daughter lies.