In the cool shade of a sycamore tree
I shall sit and write poems of love for thee
the aftenoon sky will soon change its light
and moonbeams of magic shall fill the night
I'll paint words in jade ink with my poet's pen
and write of our love and the stars once again
remem'bring sweet endearments whence we spoke
the vows we made, we swore to keep, then broke
a new love's song drew you away from me
yet, compelled, bias,this is my destiny
my heart 'tis a flutter as I bare my soul
in sequence of love scenes my love poems hold
each breath I breathe, in memory of you
my pen doth bleed,
to rock away these blues
wherever I may wander
if by land or by sea
I shall forever write love poems, my love for thee