I’ll be loving you

Until  Big Ben chimes,I’ll be hugging you and puzzling you

Until the end of my life,I’ll be writing true.

Until the day I die,I’ll be unintentionally annoying you.

Older and older,I’ll always try to please you,tease you and ease life for you

Otherwise I’ll drink to you,blink for you and send a kiss to you

I’ll be looking for tears in your eyes

I’ll be wiping away your fears and helping you to get a disguise

Is this a love poem?

We talk estuary English here as we live by the Thames

It’s a bit different

Like Mid Atlantic but not so far away.

I’ll be  retrieving your heart ,if I may

I’ll be teasing you in the hay.

I’ll be weaving you into my heart some way

And it will be our special day

Today