THE OTHER WOMAN

How can secret conversations
Taking place by phone each night
Substitute for kisses
And being held so tight?

I ache to feel your body
Pressing warmly onto mine
Instead I hear the disconnect
As you get off the line.

I gaze upon your likeness
In photos on my wall
And dream of us together
I'm praying that you'll call.

You only spare me minutes
And say that's all for now.
You promise you'll be here soon
But I am wondering how.


You have a wife who's crazy
Or so you often say.
She never shows affection
She's gone her separate way.

So why don't you just leave her,
And come to live with me?
I promise I will love you
For all eternity.

It's time to face the truth now
My eyes are open wide.
I'm just the “other woman”
To use and then to hide.

My love for you is painful
I never wished it so
But I must say adieu now
And sadly let you go.

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LONGING

I clamber in my lonely bed
The sheets are pristine white
A sad old moon peeks in my room
And wishes me goodnight.

I toss and turn, no sleep tonight
My mind is filled with you
I wonder where you are right now
And if you’re lonesome too.

I see the stars a twinkling bright
The rustling of the trees.
I lie awake and hear our song
A whistling on the breeze.

I close my eyes, and hope to dream
Of happier times than these.
I pray that you’ll come back to me
Oh darling, will you, please?

TO MY DAUGHTER

I’ve watched you from afar my dear,
Searching all your life
Wanting only one small thing,
To be somebody’s wife.

I’ve seen the way you give your love
To undeserving men;
Hoping they will be the “one”
To make you whole again.

You never had a father
Who'd love and comfort you
All you had was me, my dear
And that just had to do.

I gave my best, but not enough
It’s hard to see you suffer.
All little girls should have a dad
T'would make life much less tougher.


Although I’ve gone, I am still here
Watching over you.
I send you strength, my daughter dear
My love will see you through.

Happy Valentine’s Day

* * *

MEMORIES

Soft scents of lilacs linger long
Like memories lost in timeless space;
Haunting in muted, fluted song
In the secret heart naught can embrace.

MOM'S STORY

When I was young, I dreamed of love
As only children do.
Of knights and steeds and maidens fair
And stories that come true.

I’d want a man with strength and grace
And eyes of twinkling blue
Someone to love me, come what may
We'd start our lives anew.

Throughout the years I played the part
Of mother, friend and wife
Marking time until I found
The one who’d change my life.

The years passed by, and no-one came
To fill my yearning heart
Until the evening of my years
And then our love did start.


Truly strangers in the night
We’d only met on-line
But you became so fast, my love
My one true Valentine.

You took me by surprise, indeed
Your youth and tender care
Were not what I expected, no
I’d never dreamed to dare.

Your eyes are blue, your body strong
Your touch is tender too.
I’ve finally found my precious love
It’s you, it’s you, it’s you.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.02.2011

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