I will set now
As a tired evening sun
With the flowers at the roadside
Are my senses overrun

I watched you once; alone, asleep,
behind a yellow air.
No ancient halls of Rome did speak
of beauty like your hair-
that fell in spells and drew me down
still closer to your mouth.
I hold no softer memory
of summer in the south.

Sometimes
A heart beat
A pair of arms
The warmth of the body
Around yours
Can make you feel happy

Ah
People say
Don't look for happiness
In other human beings
But let me tell you
Shhh
nothing can take the place
Of a warm hug
And a smile
Of the beloved

And sometimes
Even a stranger.