Where is Love?
If I had my way
I would keep you tucked
away – where only I could
be your lover.
Where only I
could be your friend.
I would keep you happy
building private dreams,
inside our private world.
Midnight – a stillness –
droping beams of light
sneaking through bands
of cloth – caressing my
bed, and I am alone –
picturing your face, and
tasting life.
Take dampness from
dawn as morning releases
loneliness from darkness
of night.
Everything you have given me,
I need.
Everything I need, I needed
with you.
Most of all we shared dreams,
laughter, and together we have
cried – but what is life if we
do not celebrate love.
Where is love?