Rain is crying on my window
Happy tears!

Your chubby cheek rests on my arm
You constantly flicker your eyes
Your eyelashes tickle me gently
I can feel a butterfly flutter on me
A black and white butterfly

Waiting for the sea she sits
writing with her fingertips
setting down herstory on the sand;

waiting, with a wistful eye
watching for the rising tide
wondering if stories can be drowned..

Your tiny fingers stretch out the corners of my lips
I shoot out a smile

I ask you "Who's your favourite"?
You pause for a second
Then you start thinking and search for an answer
And you say "You"
But you already lost me there when you paused
I thought your love for me had no clause

Two petite boats made from an old piece of paper are ready to swim
You eagerly watch as I drift them in

Its raining, its pouring
Our boats are sailing
Tiny ripples make the water a trampoline
But the boats manage not to dive in

Aye aye I am the captain
Quit drowning yourself in
For my son loves to see you sail
And I would love to see him smile

I am with you
But ALONE
Never felt so blank