HE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
When I am here
I think of him
He’s on my mind
I adore him
When I’m walking among leaves
He’s by my side
When I’m sad
he wipes tears I’ve cried
when I laugh
his smile I see
if only he
belonged to me
when I take a drink
I stop to think
He’s there again
When I put head to pillow
I know what is to follow
He’s holding me
And loving me within
I dream of him
Over and over again
I reach out my arms
But he’s not there
And I wonder
Is he with her?
I close my eyes
And escape my world
And there he is
Standing bold
Keeping me warm
From the cold
His gentle hand
I hold
I taste his kiss
As he loves me
And as we drift
He comes back to me
But he doesn’t know all this
I’m his mystery
© Fiona Cummings
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