Under an old oak tree I found his young body Took him and his heart inside Promised him as my bride We were happily tethered So happily tethered Then we lived out our dream Under these oak and elm beams Gathered our fresh bounty From the garden's rich authority That we had sown We bloomed and we splendour'd We gathered seeds and ploughed on We bloomed and we splendour'd We planted seeds and ploughed on We bloomed and we splendour'd We gathered our fruits and soldiered on In our bed of deep mahogany We f**ed about, kissing and sodomy Engraved our stains on the headboard Skirted around moments of cruelty Under these pale holly leaves I cared for his stale body Suddenly organs were failing I bought salves, grapes And mostly, I suppose, I stayed I did not leave in pursuit of easier living I stuck through it In dumb hope and in blind determination We stuck through it Despite the removal of hope Despite the worsening We stuck through it Despite the darkening sun The loss of the moon We stuck through it Under an old apple tree I scattered his dead body To feed the orchard again A rich source of calcium And my tears