THEIR QUIET POWER

In these and such times, 
On days such as this,

Do thoughts, and such rhymes,
Remind me of the bliss,

Of those stolen hours, and those crimes,
That touch of her lips,

The lure of those eyes,
The taste of that kiss.



Times such as these, 
When in the dark of the night,

Does she hear my pleas,
My knowledge of her might,

And she knows, as she sees, 
Not needing the light,

That I’m down on my knees, 
Giving up, without a fight.

Yeah, well...girls do that...