The windows all open
gentle breezes drifting in...

Like a warm sensual breeze
whispering thru the leaves...

They were young and so in love
and walked in the park all day...

They look at there photo's
and yearn for the past...

My life is cold and gloomy
darkness always around...

Standing here amused
In wonderment and joy...

Close the window join me in bed
with a delicacy of wine...

Look into my eye's
and tell me what you see...