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’m only cheerful cos I’m here
In a room with you
Your sleeping breath is soft and dear...
Summer’s hiding over there –
Behind the hill, but in your eyes
I see the summer’s dreamy skies...
