Friday 2 October 2015

LIVE IN THE FRONT ROW


TEA FOR THREE




A POEM FOR YOU MY LOVE

Poem for you, my love.  Steve

Good night
___________

Good night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still
Then it will be good night. 

How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing in flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood ---
Then it will be --- good night. 

To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because my love,
They never say good night. 

- Percy Bysshe Shelley