This is a laughter love my dear!  
One would not be so much
Without the other.

Please take that to your heart
Or not, in any way you want,
For there are many ways to be a lover.

And the little wistful word of ‘just’
Is always there to help;
We have just a chat, a cuppa - just a natter.

Nor are you ever to be addressed as ‘my’
In these modern, lonely days;
May the lie in self reliance never shatter!

So just to walk with you a pace or two
Is allowed for now I hope,
Before our light-together days
Just scatter.