Stay Near My Love

Feel here my love, the beating of my heart;
fast beating in my breast because you're near.
Stay near my love and do not draw apart.

Though older now, we have not lost the art
of loving that to younger hearts is dear.
Feel here my love, the beating of my heart.

For some, old-aged, love plays a minor part,
becomes submerged despite an urge quite clear.
Stay near my love and do not draw apart.

We share so much of music and of art,
of things in life for which there is no peer.
Feel here my love, the beating of my heart.

We share so much, and more we can impart,
each to the other, when things seem unclear.
Stay near my love and do not draw apart.

We share, we love, and have done from the start;
though now grey-haired, as yet we are not sere.
Feel here my love, the beating of my heart.
Stay near my love and do not draw apart.