if you were my love
i would say
love me
under summer sun
beneath dark grey clouds
on quiet mornings
on frisky noons
below the starry sky
and in moonless nights
in soulful solitude
and amidst company
love me well
in springtime as in winter days
devices of tender loving
let me count the ways ways
with a word and a kiss and tender touch
a tear and a smile that say so much
love me well
love me still
i for one
my love
always will.
