I’d like to fall in love this year
If it’s all the same to you.
I’d like to swap my nights with beer
For nights with my one true.
He needn’t wear a shining armour
Nor dance like Fred Astaire.
Just his open, loving, kindly ardour
To me seems more than fair.
If his soul sings like the magpies
In the golden morning sun,
Then my frightened little heart-ties
Would surely come undone.
Like a kooka full of laughter,
He’ll see the funny side.
In my life of rhyme, a partner,
Who feels no need to chide.
And if upon the shining back
Of a stoic horse he rides,
Then down that dusty, dirty track
My willing love shall stride.
We’ll listen to the evensong
Of the desert oaks at night.
And we’ll wake before the shadow’s long
And the early bird takes flight.
We’ll swim in oceans near and far,
We’ll dive to depths below.
Our love will surely lift the bar
From which was erstwhile so.
For moments we have missed apart
Are moments that are gone.
But from them we have gained a start;
Our story, and a dawn.
As it does, the sun will track its way
Along that blue horizon.
The days will lengthen, shorten,
And with them we will wisen.
These thoughts they make me lonely
But also offer joy,
That I have carried on alone,
To meet the man and not the boy.
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