Oh Yes - I do Love You

O Yes...I do love you,
I love you...I do.
Because you move round me,
And because...you are you.

A body...a spirit,
You are...what you are.
You are a mass of emotions,
Sealed up in a jar.

Filled up in a jar,
You poureth out honey.
You taketh in comb,
And weights out money.

You are to me shining,
The tremble of touch.
The magnet that draws me,
Cause I like you so much.

A vessel of sweet ointment,
Where I like to dip.
You're the heart-beat of words,
That speaketh my lips.

E.P. 1908 - 1989

Ethel's great, great grandson - also an identical twin.