Do You Love me? I do, but can’t.

I want to do the Love Things, But today we shan’t.

We can’t get together, we didn’t make a date, so

This the situation that I’ve grown to hate

If you love me, or, to confess,

Merely love my company, in tenderness

Then maybe we could make a plan,

Set aside hours, woman and man.

Set, several days ahead, in advance,

Instead of discovery this day, by chance,

That someone else had asked to be

With me for a while, that’s “If you’re free”.

I looked, I saw my schedule bare

So said “OK, then; I’ll be there”

And so I will, I’ll be with him,

Instead of you, upon a whim.