Sonneet 4 of 6 to Barbara

Sonnet 20/05/01                        DLVI

Might I sit by creek, under the willow,
And watch evening fall? Would you sit beside
Me, with arm around you? Heart is pillow
That I offer, that you might hopes confide.
Shall we collect salad on walk in wood,
Or sweet scented branches to rest upon?
Should I let my touch linger, when we should
Be headed home? My dreams are hanging on.
Can I look in your eyes by candlelight,
And hold you in my arms? Can I place kiss
On base of neck, and behind ears? What might
You allow me: What might you take amiss?
I seek to reach heart through my words: I fall
Into my dreams, yet I wait for your call.