What of you
Mistress of my humour
Your eyes sparkling whilst I wit and wit
Twittering, twoddling, ramble
Not once to utter discontent
Nor bemusement at my chaotic mind
Simply enjoyment of my word
What of you?
What of you
Mistress of my smile
My heart soaring whilst I attend your mind
Dithering, dothering, ramble
Not once to utter discontent
Nor bemusement at your keen attention
Simply enjoyment of your gaze
What of you?
What of me?
Lost bewildered dreamer
Stuck with dreams and thoughts of you
Mithering, smothering, ramble
Not once to utter discontent
Nor bemusement at my secret feeling
Simply enjoyment of your being
What of me?