I love you dearly, deeply,
From my keeling core;
How could humble men my love
Wish for any more.
We flew above an ocean,
We found the furthest shore;
In the nets, a million fish
And I returned the trawl.
The merits of love are endless,
When love’s aligned, reciprocal;
Measures loss of time that’s gone
With flowers in our halls.
I love you dearly, deeply,
Bowers breeched the Fall;
The dead-end deaths are sleeping,
There’s time yet to adore.
