She asked me for poetry
l said l was sorry
So l offered a story instead
She sat on a chair
I can picture her there
And the way that she tilted her head
My story was long
It was more like a song
Or a tune that you hear in the night
When you\'re longing for sleep
All the secrets you keep
That are wrong (but you thought they were right)
I could feel my heart beating
As it offered a greeting
It was plenty but never enough
When you left in the morning
Without any warning
You were gone with a bag filled with.....stuff
You were still on the stair
I witnessed you there
So l sat on the step but we knew
That the loving was over
We had both blown our cover
It was done, it was gone, it was through
I saw you one evening
I think l was leaving
To walk by the light of the moon
When l turned you had gone
I was never the one
We both danced to a different tune
I think of you dearly
I remember you clearly
There\'s another has taken your place
She has filled up the void
That your leaving destroyed
But l never stop seeing your face.