The Letter (Come Springtime)

Chaffinch in the chimney Red Kite on the clouds Telescope to your temple Once we were thinking out loud I thought, dear, we will still thrive here As long as the rain pours down to our roots in this ground I felt fear, but I reeled my tongue back into my mouth I clipped my wings I'll love you come Spring time Or at least return to the sun In meadows of daisies You helped me to notice each one in line And complacent Chilled stems into bone Come spring time We'll build a home Bitterns on Ynys Mon Flamingos across Spain Gin beneath setting suns No bitterness, no pain I said, love, I'm feeling eschewed Don't know what to do, I love you But love, I am a fool I let you fly into my silk Had you never heard of my ilk Come Spring time I'll love you again Come Spring time all green all red Each petal reminds me of fallen things I said in retrospect deserve de-heading We could be wedding but I've made sure we're amiss from each other and randomly bedding The whims of whisps of the woods in Spring time I'll love you come Spring time Couldn't make up my mind Birdwatcher. Oh, Birdwatcher I'll always love you come Spring time Oh Birdwatcher I'll love you come Spring time But I know I'll lose you by Winter We were trembling beneath the waterfall Missed your kiss for the mistletoe Fracking my phylem Playing the violin Never felt so fucking cold Our road was overgrown, rhododendrons Wrens hopping to and fro We were an accident of the nutrients PH scale toxic, turgid and urgent Washed it with crows' skulls and new age detergent Out grew a flurry of romance insurgents You were a sage, I was an urchin I was audacious, you were observant You were patient, I was a prick You were shy, I was just sick You were collected, strained and mature I was a devil at your door You were a druid with keen mind and passion Last of the Spring wine, risen, inspired I was hellfire Chaffinch on the roadside Red Kite on the roast Scope pressed to the back my throat, eyes shut Love letters to a ghost I'll love you come spring time When those memories re-emerge I'll read between my lines Have hellfire discerned I'll love you come spring time When those memories re-emerge I'll wish you the best of times Always think of you first And each Spring I'll write you more words I'll love y