© 1986
This one’s to my wife of 43 years and for my friend forever (one and the same.) None of it is true except for the ‘love’ part. That’s what romantic ‘anything’ is all about: It’s just a fluttering of universally accepted nonsense whose shallow meanings are as deep as ye’ need to go.
She opens my eyes
She kisses my nose
She’s wearing my love like warm winter clothes
So soft your love on me
The wind in the willows
The waves in the sea
The clouds
The need just to be here
With you our love and me
So soft your love on me
So soft your love on me
Twas dying tomorrow and dyin today
I was living in the future; was wasting away
But then I just saw you; my heart led the way
To love and you and me
So soft your love on me
So soft your love on me
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