To Wait On the River

At the allotted time of day
I'll meet you under the tree
As green light sparkles through the limbs
I'd wait on the river Thames
Only because you asked me
There was nothing I could say

My time is unspeakably yours
Because you gave it back to me
And as you gave you also took
You even took my last look
You had refused to let me see
You sprinting through those oak doors

I try to come to terms with that
But for now in bed I'll lay
And think of nothing else but you
Else what have I left to do
Except remember when we prayed
That on the Thames we might have sat

In sunset broken swings of old
Where stories wait and then are told
Of winter biting back with cold
But by now I know your heart's been sold.