Enough, be my darling

With hair loosely plaited, today you looked homely.

Also less tense were you to feed me warmly.

Far at home were you when I visited you thither,

Due to unknown eyes, unlike when you were hither

Where were eyes of those knowing our secret.

The inexpressive warmth that I found in you is worth

The million pounds for which I shall brave any wrath.

I shall so kindle your flame as not to tarnish your fame.

You are my hen laying eggs that I won’t cut for flesh.

Just be as my darling. Enough. That is my wish.

06.04.2000