I Have Perceived You Enchanting Poem by Mark Heathcote

My own roe deer of the valley
I have spied you in the heather
I've tiptoed downwind, inaptly
Almost startling you altogether.

I've heard skylarks singing
In you, in your human-angel voice
I have perceived you, enchanting
Hawk-like climbing azure zephyrs.

I've watched you like all of nature
In the Shetland Mountains, raging
I've come away a dreamer dreaming
I've come away, a lonely purveyor.

My own roe deer of the valley
I have spied you in the heather
I've tiptoed downwind, inaptly
Almost startling you altogether.

I've picked woodland bluebells
To give to you in emerald, spring
I've watched the autumn, spectres
The leaves turned gold sheading.

I've dreamt about our wedding day
My old buddy Johnny was a best man
Love let us not wait another day
I need help, warming my divan.

And with a few jars of courage
I am who I am, I am who I am
And with a few jars of courage
I'm the man who wants to marry you!

Oh my roe deer of the valley
I have spied you in the heather
I've tiptoed downwind, inaptly
And I have taken you in my arms
And together we've rolled in the heather.