Secret Love
BROODING NIMBUS
I am not just an ordinary cloud
Dark and menacing all in grey
A harbinger of storm and rain
Ready to fulfil my destiny again
Snow will fall, as it must obey
Blanketing Earth like a shroud
But I do prefer the other image
As a halo that surrounds a saint
An light emanation for a deity
And an example of spontaneity
Inspiration of a picture to paint
Maybe make a holy pilgrimage
But a brooding nimbus, I’m not
A bowling ball with no fingerholes
Maybe hovering in a dim-lit sky
But rain is not me starting to cry
I can assume a variety of roles
But always when cold, never hot
SECRET LOVE
I must admit to loving Doris Day
Secret Love sung in Calamity Jane
The gentle song just blew me away
Now, I always want to hear it again
Those lyrics really said it all to me
And like her, I just about fell apart
And seeing her sing it was fantasy
It struck straight into my heart
It struck straight into my heart
This for me was also a secret love
And my racing pulse would start
That smile, like the blue sky above
This is the first time I have shared
All these years, I’m still unprepared
I must admit to loving Doris Day
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