My love swears I snore like a bear This is a husband’s fate A wife's is to give thankful prayer That men don’t hibernate
I brush your hair and talk of thingsYou still rememberThe torch that lit the songs we’d singNow just an emberI pour the teaYou study meAnd wonder whyI still come by.I dig out photos of the boysMore reminiscingNow in a house devoid of noiseEach night you listenA vigil keptWhile fear has creptInto a mindThat’s been confined.Sinatra's … Continue reading Time Lapse
My love is like a red red rose… One Scottish bard chose to expose. My ex was like a Yucca plant And on the yeuch I’m adamant.
I gave my heart to you, my loveOne February nightInvoking all that's up aboveI prayed you’d hold it tight.And after we had made romance(for that’s what I still call it)You rose and gave a loving glanceThen made off with my wallet.The next day you were seen at lunchWith someone I don’t knowBut looking back, I … Continue reading St Valentine’s Day Mascara
On her rounds every night She’s a curious sight With her trolley and crushed velvet hat As she shuffles in shoes Lined with yesterday’s news Through the town like a wayfaring cat Where are you from, Crazy Annie? What have you done, Crazy Annie? Now and then she will stop To peer into a shop … Continue reading Stone Pillow
I bade my love compose an ode To prove her heart was true Reciting To Him All Is Owed She blushed the whole way through I bade my love prepare a feast Befitting of her lord She cooked for me the finest beast Her dowry would afford I bade my love take out a boat … Continue reading Over, Lord
My sweet, when we say love is blind It's simply Nature being kind For were our flaws known in advance You wouldn't get a second glance