Waiting for you,
waiting for you to come to me,
nobody but me,
and whilst I wait,
I contemplate me,
and how happy I am,
as I ponder me,
a million mirages of me,
a million versions of me,
with a million emotions in my mind,
with a million emotions,
in my beating heart,
with a million sensations contained inside,
in a moment of quiet,
a moment of quiet in the summertime,
that summer that I first met you,
that wonderful time,
in the boat upon the lake,
where we got to know each other,
under the blue skies in the sunshine,
in the boat where your kisses rained,
so beautifully down upon me,
as I held you in my arms,
oh, how fine,
how fine the memories,
memories of you as I wait,
memories that age so beautifully,
so beautifully like wine.
