Even though you write your poetry br While the stars burn with a deep fire br You think that love is a vile phrase br In your excellant, 'White Bosum' br These words that are beautified flow br My good woman, stay awhile br I will be faithful br As long as the sun burn in the sky br I love you best, most best, believe it br Like a hot love, on a wing br br Written Sunday September 2005br br allan james saywellbr br