I find that I have to confess
Though she lacks
finesse
And her hair is a
complete mess
I feel I can no longer
suppress
The feelings I want to
express
For the girl in the
Red Dress
I find that I have to confess
Though she lacks
finesse
And her hair is a
complete mess
I feel I can no longer
suppress
The feelings I want to
express
For the girl in the
Red Dress
In her deep blue eyes
Blue like the ocean deep
I looked for my
reflection
But I couldn’t see it
Then all at once it
hit me
Washing over me
Like a tidal wave
And I was left
breathless,
Drowning in a sea of
love
Then your arms were
around me
And we made love
The compass of my heart
Points for all its
worth
With unwavering
certainty
To the true polar
north
It is not easily
diverted
Or drawn to any
latitude
But remains unerringly
On its northern
longitude
My dearest wife and I were
Happy for twenty years
Unfortunately we met
then
I first met Andrea
Beneath a stone grey
sky
In the barren frost
covered fields
Where the raspberry
canes would grow
Her cheeks were as red
As the expectant fruit
And hair the shade of
chestnut wood
Breath plumed as she
spoke
And her nose dripped
in the cold
Laughter followed her
And her lips always
bore a smile
As we toiled in the
canes
All day long with
knife and twine
And I fell in love
with the girl
Whose hair was
chestnut brown
Amongst the raspberry
canes of autumn
I’ve got an ad in the “lonely hearts”
“Wife wanted” is how
it starts
I’ve had loads of
replies, which is fine
But they all say “You
can have mine”
Oh sweet heart
I yearned for you,
until
That first moment
Of that exquisite
thrill
Oh sweet heart
I yearned for you
When you left me
Lonely and blue
Oh sweet heart
I can’t take this
bitter pill
I yearned for you
I yearn for you still
With a heart full to the brim
With love and passion
I promised her this
She would forever
occupy my heart
And possess my very
soul
In order to be secure
I have to be sure
That our love will
last
And expectations
passed
Before I can agree
To give everything of
me
Where are you now
My brown eyed frau
It breaks my heart
Now that we’re apart
Sugar sweet brunette
My dearest Margaret
Wherever you might be
Come back to me
A “special” word for a “special” girl
Modesty prevents you
saying its true
But if the word
“special” didn’t exist
It would have to be
invented just for you
I don’t understand even though
I wear my heart on my
sleeve
When I plight my troth
You find it so
difficult to believe
I have never hidden my
feelings
But I would not have
plighted
Should I, for a
moment, thought
Oh for a sight of your smile
Soothing as chamomile
To ease away my frown
Picking me up when I’m
down
When I first laid eyes on her
It was with music in
my heart
And poetry in my soul
It was she who
possessed the love
Which she brought into
my life
A love she generously
shared
And then I fell in
love with her
She was always more to me
Than just a wonderful
wife
She was quite simply
The rhyme and hue of
life
We had separate holidays,
Because we thought
Absence would make
The heart grow fonder
But when we returned
To our home afterwards
We both wished
We’d stayed away for
longer
If loneliness is your fear
There’s no need to
shed a tear
For the solution is
clear
Just find a love
sincere
Someone to hold dear
And watch sadness
disappear
The love that dare not
Speak its name
For fear of bringing
Upon them, shame
Denial of their love
Would be a cruel
betrayal
For inside they knew
It was perpetual
Try as the families
might
It would not be swept
Beneath a convenient
carpet
Their bond was kept
And when they were
safe
Behind a closed door
Their love was
expressed
As true lovers adore
You view love as a snare
Of ordinary everyday
life
And won’t be trapped
into
The ritual taking of a
wife
But who will support
and
Comfort in times of
strife
If you don’t open your
heart
To the simple joys of
life
Touched by the goddess
Our hearts surrendered
As Venus worked her
spell of love
And nothing could
break the bond
That fitted us
perfectly
Like a hand inside a
glove
So strong were the
bonds
That entwined our
hearts
And held us prisoners
of love
Only death could part
us
And I am now haunted
By the call of the
mourning Dove