Is It Noon 'Fore I Am to Tune?

Is It Noon 'Fore I Am to Tune?                   November 30, 2013

Shall I see thee smile, my lady,

'Fore the sun shineth bright?
As the light of my life, my lady,

Your love begets me comfort.

And yet, what do I know 'tis real

Other than that which I doth feel

Whenever I am bereft of thou touch,
And my life, as I knew to be such?

Is it noon 'fore I am to tune

Into the channel to which you croon

To me of your love, as I do unto you?

That radio sings 'pon the heron's call,

And 'tis you! And yet I can only bawl,

For when you're gone from my sight,

O' Lord! How I am filled with fright!

Is it noon 'fore I am to tune

Into the sight of thou sweet eyes
As the darkness leaves thy lids o' mine?

How shall I cope sans your caress
If all I am to know then is duress?

My love! I ne'er again wish to leave you!

I would rather lie amid the winter foliage

Dead amid my commiserate mileage!