Here I am a short old round woman
Looking toward the end of the line
I have loved some girls
I have loved some women
Each are never ending
But I look for you
Every night in my dreams
I've watched you pass by
I've felt the touch of your hand
I've looked into your endless eyes
I've felt the softness of your kiss
But those moments were only a dream
Every morning I awake
You are gone in a fleeting moment
Leaving me to want you more
Only to dream again
Before I come to the end of the line
One more dream I wish to have
That when I awake from my dream of you
You are wrapped up in my arms, dreaming of me
I smile and jump off at the end of the line.
LAL (c)
7/18