THE TROUBLE WITH YOU MY DEAR – TO ROSEMARY

Good Morning my Love

I hope you trove

the new and fresh

from air’s not sleeping

and true

it is of you that

I am thinking

again.

I love you

in the morning

and evening too

I shall not be rested

until I see you

at the altar of my

dream

where it shall be

there that I see

you are enabled

for you are the way

through

and that makes me

a salted wound

for you are the pain

that makes me seer

and that is the trouble

with you my dear.

Love

Bruce

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