That I do love you darling so,
That I so ache that I may take
You where I go
And stay in range of your blue eyes,
And lie at every eventide
By your side
I’ve never thought of you as less than young
Though things concern you – imagined lines, maybe
White veins among your hair’s dark ore...
Peter stands, Alison stands
This is the story of our life
They stand together holding hands...