Phoebe Lichten

A man loved me once
When I was tired and sick
But I did not know it
I drove to work everyday
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It was late in the evening
As I worked in a fevered rushing way
Flowing in sync with the rain
The clapping storm that filled the day
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There is a door to my dreams
That I always leave open
I call out your name often
Longing for an embrace unbroken
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It is day time on the streets of Saigon
The sun hits the pavement
Striking hot and scorching with desire
Their love like fire rests hidden in their casements
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The eyes speak a language of their own
A secret script whispered to those who listen
And so I pay such careful attention
To the subtle green glisten as they speak
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I remember the day I first saw him
The tall man with green eyes
Our eyes met and I fell in love
It will remain that way until my demise
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