Maybe You Don’t Love Me

Roses aren’t necessarily red Violets aren’t necessarily blue They don’t necessarily smell sweet And I don’t necessarily love you As though the land were chocolate cake And all the sea were tea with cream You could really love me The world would be as in a dream Maybe there’s a rose without a thorn Maybe there’s an orange without a seed Maybe things are not as they should be Maybe we will always be just friends

20 June 1975, 20 May 2017