The Cost of Loving

I love you more than life itself
but I swear I’ll love you better
if you let me turn the heating off
and you wear another sweater.

I cannot get enough of you –
I’m completely in your thrall.
I love to watch you bending over
to unplug the telly at the wall.

Yes, you’re the only one for me,
my sweet and fragrant flower –
now you’ve ditched your daily bath 
for a cost-efficient shower.

Make no mistake, I love you loads,
you send my head into a spin.
Our cycle’s set to eco-wash:
let’s cram as much as we can in.

My cup of love’s full to the brim, 
it overflows, my petal.
So make yourself a brew with me,
but don’t overfill the kettle.