Next To You Falling

His once skillfully nested winter will

Sad in its fall from autumn’s gifted grace

Now here heeds her love’s vernal quill

As he kisses her water garden face.

After times long wanton robbing

Of his deep blue dreams with her together

They finally departed for great sun-honeyed fields

famous forests of flagrant yields

And perfect window pane weather.

Perfect window pane weather.

The beauty then came on Lasuen Road

and again showed them how

she still wanted him in his natural abode

And that he wanted her back now.

He so wanted her back now.

And if she’s with him and their moon

in windy mists and storied skies

Tell all men, see them as one,

And all women will only just sigh.

All women just sigh.

I used to always ask why

she was not with me instead of him,

but knew I must stop the white-hot recalling

and live to love your sweet picture,

and by it sleep easy

Next to you falling.