Cornflower (Marelle)

There’s my love
Waiting ahead in the sun
The open fields
Rolling and blown all conspiracy
Here in the moment, I frame
The whispered applause of the land
Open and patient
Her hand
There’s my love
Worn cotton cornflower dress
The great unsaid
Of all that a smile could suggest
When I’m a whole world away
Conjure this moment, I will
And I’ll hear her heart in the stillness
My love