John Richard Cornwall - A Poem For You lyrics

This is a poem for you. You can accept it if you wish or let it rise away on a fervent wind, frogotten and inconsequential. But it is yours no matter what. I walk in the Chinese garden at midnight, the serious moon lacquered, thinking of you in Abbey Wood forgetting. Perhaps I am not the only one. I know nothing for sure; only the iridescence of your eyes chronicled in St Augustine, your face mirroring Munch's The Scream as I look on, as I look away, as I tremble for you. Whatever has happened? Where are the promises we made? I could not say: you could not say. Now only one thing's certain: history is on everyone's side....or no one's which is the same thing.