Sometimes as the dark sky leans over the world...

Sometimes as the dark sky leans over the world

And covers the day with its bowl

 I think of you and an ocean unfurls

Somewhere deep inside my soul

Love lays its tender and torturous grip

Over the ache in my sigh

It traces an image with soft fingertips

Drawing a tear to my eye

Time cannot retract any steps that it takes

The past, an elusive sea

I’ll fill night’s hollow with wishes I make

And love’s tender melody

The wind understands as it echoes my moan

And weeps at the foot of my bed

Somehow the night is much darker alone

As lady-moon covers her head

Sometimes when the dark sky leans over the sea

And smothers the sun with its lips

I hear the thought of you coming to me

And I trace you with soft fingertips

J~