The Face Of My Love

THE FACE OF MY LOVE

I stare at the ceiling
But it's too dark to see.
The night passes slowly -
He's not here with me.

I hear the clock ticking
In time with my heart -
These are my nights
Since we've been apart.

The face of my love
Is always in sight,
Especially during
Each lonely night.

I stare at the ceiling
So dark up above
All I can see
Is the face of my love.

A few simple words and a complete thot cycle is expressed with much clarity. . . .  its stunning simplicity is very, very appealing and picturesque in itself!