If you should ask me where I've been
on all those days and nights when you missed me.
When you would cuddle under a blanket, on a lonely wet wintry night
I was in its warmth..hugging you
When you lied on a porch facing your garden,
on a mild summer evening
you were drowned in pain and sombre
the pangs ran deep and sorrow
I was listening to your heart...
When you walked a step and held back
looking for me in your drowsy eyes
In the late afternoon air that was hot and sticky
I held your hand and we walked a mile..
When people joyous in mirth laughed and sang
I played in the doleful of your quietness
Of your absence and my presence
I was your melancholy
I am your gloom.
When rain quenched the thirst of a withered earth
and the window of your room flanked in gusts of wind
I settled in your hand in a droplet of rain
just when you tried grasping some
I am your drought
I am your storm.
When you dressed up primp in the polka dot dress
embellished and dandy
you smelled nice and stood firm
I was your mirror that you looked straight into
You are gorgeous- I told you so.