Waiting
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