We watched the sweet drizzle….

We watched the sweet drizzle, sitting side by side,
As it kept tickling the earth;
I teased you and you teased me in return,
So full, really, were we of mirth.

Each staring into the eyes of the other,
We exchanged glances mute;
Your smiles were lovely and your dimples lovelier still,
So I thought you were, really, cute.

The summer-hut didn’t see my love growing,
Neither, I’m sure, did the Mango tree;
But you did see and you did know of my heart’s love,
So from doubt, I found my heart, so perfectly free.

The temperature fell, and the wind grew steadily cold,
Still, I felt so comfortably warm;
Against the heat of love, the worsening chill was no match,
As (my) love found its way home!