Looking Over: The Edge of Love Page #6

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- For all the girls.

You won't get me on...

Those people, William.

- Shh.

- All those people.

You've got a raindrop

running down down your cheek.

Just like a tear.

Make love to me.

No harm will ever come to you.

Not from me. Not from anyone else.

Not while I'm here.

No word of mine will ever hurt you.

That sounds like a vow.

A stranger has come

To share my room in the house

A stranger has come

To share my room in the house

Not right in the head

A girl mad as birds

She has come possessed

Who admits the delusive light

through the bouncing wall

Possessed by the skies

And taken by light in her arms

at long and dear last

I may, without fail

Suffer the first vision

that set fire to the stars

I don't like it, Dylan.

I've another couple of lines in my head

I'm not sure where to put.

- It's not finished, then?

- No, strictly speaking.

Don't write poems for me any more?

It's just a phase.

Come here.

Bring that body back to me.

- Oh.

- Now...

Shh!

- It's a marriage licence.

- Special one.

- No.

- What?

You can't make me.

What if I can't love you?

- I've been posted, Vera.

- Well, that's a hell of a proposal.

I... love... you.

I am not marrying you.

- No. You don't make the decisions any more.

- No.

- Say it. Say it.

- Uh-uh. No.

- Say, "I'll marry you."

- No.

Say it. Say yes. Say yes. Yes!

- Yes! Say yes!

- Yes!

- Say yes!

- Oh, for God's sake, say yes!

My first was Augustus John.

Seduced me when I was 15, the old goat.

It doesn't mean anything, f***ing. It's not love.

I get an itch, it's gotta be scratched.

I'd do it myself, only I'm too lazy.

Why bother, when you can get

someone else to do it for you?

- Nothing to do with love, f***ing?

- Uh-uh. Nothing.

- Who was your first?

- What?

You don't need to tell me. I know it was Dylan.

We were kids. Tents piled in a beach hut.

- Nice and comfy, then.

- We were children, still innocent.

We are still innocent, me and Dylan.

I only want it as a memory. I don't want it back.

Does William know?

Don't ever tell him.

I can forgive the past, he won't.

The past I can forgive.

You warning me?

- You love William, don't you?

- You have to love someone these days.

You sure you want to marry him?

I've never had a best friend before.

Here. See if I look like a mermaid?

We've a couple of cleaners

who'd be pleased to act as witnesses.

They'll be here, they will.

I'm sorry, we've got couples queuing up.

Sorry!

- About bloody time.

- See?

- Look. Bend down, can't you?

- Three guineas that cost.

How many words is that for

a few feathers and a piece of cloth?

- Where did you get three guineas?

- He wrote a cheque. It'll bounce, of course.

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