The Faithful Lover

i hesitate to write about the spring

there's a fear with all that loveliness

the wilderness i feel in everything

though not alone i think of loneliness

oh do not count on me for anything

although i love you as i do the spring

of gods late isolation in the sky

of wisdom turned dispear not happiness

while we are together you and i

abandone promises of future bliss

but love me with the truth now in your eye

regard the early falling leaf a kiss

regard fidelity a passing thing

it gives me courage when i tell you this