It does grieve me to think there are people misunderstanding my heart and undervaluing my love... For sometimes, it's the little things that speak and all you need to do is listen.
You're my lover,
You're my wife
You've loved me in flower,
You've loved me in strife
And not once did you ask
And not once did I say
My darling, my beaut
I'd never have you another way.
I thought through my actions, my love was spoke
In your smile, your eyes, adoration bestowed;
But still those words, I could not stay
And still my silence drove you away.
Like a wayward pirate drowned, my gaze was glazed
Face wet with salt and grime like paste
For in your hand when you did leave
Was the heart I thought, I'd placed upon my sleeve.