TRYSTS

When I sit alone on busy days
On a park-bench or on the sidewalk,
I talk to my solitude so often.
And my solitude tells me,
How it would be if you were here –
The things that we would do together,
Our laughs together, our smiles together.
And many precious moments
Never to be forgotten – just dreamed of.
I say to my solitude –
“Why are you here beside me?
And why not my love?”

When I walk alone at night
Along the long and lonely road,
I talk to the darkness around me.
And the darkness tells me,
How it would be if you were here –
You would walk beside me,
Holding my hand, and smiling,
And the warmth of your touch
Making me numb and delirious.
I say to the darkness –
“Why do you surround me?
And why not my love?”

When I wake up in the morning,
The sunlight streams through the window.
I talk to the sunbeam on my face.
And the sunbeam tells me,
How it would be if you here –
The dark lines of your eyes beckon me
And I lose myself within you.
Your sweet stare makes me oblivious
And your sweet smile caresses me.
I say to the sunbeam –
“Why do you shine on me?
And why not my love?”

When I go here and there
Or lie down and stare up,
I talk to myself and you.
And myself and you tell me,
That you are here, always…
Right here beside me, smiling…
And loving me for eternity,
Making me feel blessed and fortunate.
For you are here in my life, and beyond…
I say to myself and you –
“I have found a reason for living,
And my love, it is you…”