This is a rather jazzy pop love song (draft), complete with the beginnings of a banal lyric. I wrote it for the usual, obvious reason that I am presently, deliriously happily engulfed in that very sentiment. I need first to find some naive, fearless, or uninhibited soul to write suitably unsubtle words for it, and then to fix the bridge part so it will be singable. In the mean time, comrades, here it is; as Martin Luther pointed out, in a but slightly different context, here stand I, I can do no other.