There was a time I saw Love's end
As though it had some far away reality...

Come away and ride with me
That star we once wished on...

Amid the siege of eyes catching eyes
And volleys of kisses being assailed...

While the native drums grow louder,
Pleasant memories...

If you came along
To be with me...

Without your love
To brighten my day...

I think of you
When my pen stirs in the night...

Shingles drift toward waiting gutters
In their quiet quest for escape...

When I consider how my time is spent,
And whether the hours pass too quickly or too...

I have penned my verse in its unworthy worth
With adoration unabated quite...

The paradise of souls, my dear,
Is what you are to me...

If I ever took an accounting, dear,
I'd find you said you loved me...