Is she there?
As I brace myself in front of you
Your eyes wander to her
(by my side)
Or is it behind me
over my shoulder
Always there she is.
I cannot compete with your memory
Of the way she felt
(When) she came
before me
I feel her there when you touch me
Do you sleep back to me
Because she is on your other side
(Though you are still sleeping next to me)
Is it really me you're kissing?
Or is it the shadow of her face
Her smooth/soft/warm lips/hair/eyes
I know now that you are never alone.
Is she there?