a Lyric Talk.....

a Lyric Talk.....

- Tell me how you love me.
- I will.
- How then?
- I love you in the sun. And by candlelight.
I love you in a hat and a beret.
In a big wind in the street, and at a matinee.
In lilacs and birches, in raspberries and maples.
And when you’re asleep or immersed in work.
And when you crack an egg in a gentle croon -
even when you drop a spoon.
In a taxi. In a car. Without exception.
At the end of a road and at its inception.
When you do your hair with a comb.
In danger. On a sideshow.
In sea. In hills. In Wellington boots. And barefoots.
Today. Last day. By-and-by. Day and night.
And in spring, when the swallow flies in.
- How do you love me in summer, then?
- Like the essence of it.
- And in autumn, when clouds and follies?
- Even when you lose your brollies.
- And when winter silvers the window frame?
- In winter I love you like a gay little flame.
Close by your heart. Cheek by jowl.
And snow outside. Crows on the snow. *K.I.Galczynski