Girl With the Black Cloud
Girl with the black cloud.
Everywhere the lady goes, she steals rainbows.
She seems so sad, because true love she has never known.
This beautiful lady with her own black cloud.
The cloud of doubt that always follows her around.
She has the look of pain, in her continuous rain;
Under her own black cloud, of misery and self-doubt
And I have no doubt, I could help her out,
From underneath that black cloud; if I hadn’t been such a clown.
With my own self-doubt and my own black cloud;
But maybe there could be a way, for us to work something out.
An umbrella to share,
To protect her hair; from her black cloud.
She will let me put my arm around her shoulder
And say…
Now; the rain has stopped
And I’ve removed your black cloud of self-doubt.
So let us step into the sunshine together
And be happy forever. Let us let our true feelings out.
I was never allowed to take you as mine,
For other people decreed this lie,
To be acceptable and this is not so;
My love you could be, now the liars have been thrown out.
I could never have pictured you as my wife
And put serious thought into you wanting it too.
But now I wish I had never kissed anyone else
And made a beautiful family with you.
My muse of unending passion;
No one has ever made me feel the way you do.
You bring me satisfaction,
Attraction and a lot of distraction.
To my female, my nation, my island of dreams;
I wave my flag gladly, to get your attention.
You don’t understand what the signal means,
Until we speak and at long last embrace each other’s addiction.
This love thing…And once more we touch.
You are truly beautiful,
When you are down on the floor;
With me in the dark, showing each other our love.
We need no eyes to see each other’s heart,
My love for you is spoken in each word of lust.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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