Within the darkness I lay quietly,
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Listening to the sounds of night.
Rumblings of distant vehicles,
Rasping chirps of crickets,
Peeping cants of tree frogs.
Murmurs from our little boy’s room
Creaks from above, the mother-in-law.
I strain and strain for some lingering sound
But there is none of you.
Three weeks passed as I did my tour
On that monstrous pig of a rig.
Knowing I would come home
To a house without you.
Turns me inside out.
Oh I understand the need
For your Uncle lies abed.
But I have missed you so these weeks
I am in love you see.
Regardless of the fact that he lies in need
So very far away,
I am selfish with regard to you.
And crave your loving arms
Your sweet caress and kiss
Gentle upon my brow.
I lay awake listening
With heart as well as ears,
For the faintest whisper
"See the man with the lonely eyes, oh, take his hand, you'll be surprised." Supertramp.