Up on a window high she waits

Her lover is absent, cold wind stirs

She warms herself, it's late

Soon the moon will travel south

And the sun will light the sky

She dreams of kisses from his mouth

And sparkles in his eyes

Why does he travel far, leaving

But she plays her silent part

It's his heart that she is keeping

How do the clouds shape so

It's wondrous in art

It's his face

And it glows

She smiles


Somewhere in the night.....


He smiles