Love, if I weep it will not matter
And if you laugh I shall not care
Foolish am I to think about it
But it is good to feel you there..
Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking
White and awful the moonlight reached
Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere
There was a shutter loose it screeched!
Swung in the wind and no wind blowing
I was afraid and turned to you
Put out my hand to you for comfort
And you were gone! Cold as the dew
Under my hand the moonlight lay!
Love, if you laugh I shall not care
But if I weep it will not matter
Ah, it is good to feel you there...
