GOLDEN HEADED MAIDEN FAIR

 

All I can do is stand and stare

At the golden headed maiden fair

The girl with the dazzling yellow hair

Oh beautiful maiden standing there

With tresses of dazzling yellow hair

Please be the answer to my prayer

I HAVE A PICTURE OF YOU

 

I have a picture of you,

In my wallet,

It’s a little the worse for wear

But I treasure it

I’m sure you’ll remember it

It was on the sea front

That last day I spent with you

I thought it was a happy day

You seemed happy too

I often study that little snap

Looking for any tell tale signs

But if they exist, they evade me

It doesn’t show in your eyes

There’s no hint in your smile

But still you left me

I STOP, I REMINISCE

 

I stop, I reminisce

That perfect time I miss

A smile, a look, a kiss

A moment of bliss

Sweet reminisce.

YOUR TENDER TOUCH

 

Your tender touch

Meant so much

I miss your touch

A touch too much

Your tender touch

That was nonesuch

OUR LOVE IS OLD

 

Our love is old,

Our love is true,

When we’re apart

Our hearts are blue

I love you madly

And you love me too

WHAT MORE BEAUTY

 

What more beauty could there be

Than in a maiden lithe of limb

With perfect elegance and grace

And a figure both sleek and trim

Beheld in the vision of a man

Who thinks she only has eyes for him

ODE TO MY BEAU

You hold back the night

With your gallantry

You subdue my fears

With your chivalry

You hold me in the light

With your passion for me