In the afternoon of absence,
when the curtains have been drawn,
I can only smile,
and resolve to my reverie.
In the presence of your absence,
I’m cold and alone,
no comfort, no solace,
in the absence of your presence.
I reminisce, and remember the day
you promised eternal affection,
and I gave my soul
and trust to you…
In the dusk of absence,
the lights are soft,
and the violin dances with the piano,
I smile at the promise
of your return…
In the presence of your presence,
and in the absence of your absence,
I smile, and resolve
to your quiet reverie.
I can only smile,
and take solace,
in the dawn of your presence,
in the dusk of your absence.
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