Bare

Today has been a day simliar to the previous,
Despite the activity, Ton arrives in my mind, so devious.
So it happens what I do most of the day is ponder,
How she may be the 8th Wonder.

How strange it is that she is everywhere,
So close at times I want to play with her hair.
In that discounted Marks & Spencer dress (top),
Before I begin describing how beautiful, she woud say "Stop".

The constant travel must have made Sweetheart tired,
In the sea of affection I would have her mired.
To make sure she understands,
The melody played by the band,
Is still one of love and care,
Thus my affection I lay bare.