My Space

Daisies on the dining room table
Roses in the painting on the bedroom wall
Unfinished plates in the kitchen
Washing on the clothes horse in the hall
The back door creaking as the cat comes in
Dozing away on the sofa by the TV sound
The world is lazy on this Sunday
And I am enjoying this peace I’ve found



Singed by passion, frozen by carelessness
Forever tainted by the touch of your hand
Your strange dreams have touched me
Your enticing eyes still haunt me
Whispers of voices still echo inside
Delighted to see you inside my mind
Scared to have known you and what you are like
Still I can feel you in a shiver at night
Still I can see you in faded red roses
Still I can hear you in fragments of music
Still my heart beats only for you