many pains to perfection

i take many pains in my arm 
just to be with you my beautiful darling 
of all perfection in my life and more things 
that only if drunkenness found me could i say


to you


but what wounds and fevers would 
i not gladly endure 
just to travel half the world and sky to stand hand
in hand with you by the foaming sea


in the nearness of ambergris scents and your
eyes my beautiful darling 
of all perfection in my life 
and more 
things that only if drunkenness found me

could i say


i love you lots