The Call

The Call

Call it a kiss but when her lips met mine
She gave the kiss of life to my soul

Call it a hug but when she embraced
I held the whole world in my arms

Call it a caress but she touched me
She lit the furnace of my heart

Call it a wave but when she signalled goodbye from the back seat of her brother's car
My heart struck the iceberg of terror
As my soul drowned in my tears
As I watched her face turn away from me for the last time
And the last I saw of her
Was her Eve-long black hair
Stream merrily through the open back window
As she set off on the happiest journey of her life
To find herself
By losing me

And as I watched the ten week love of my life
Drift away from me on the ocean of her duty
Through the noise of the traffic and the wail of my tears
I heard, the laughter and squeals
Of the joyful children
We would never have."


Howling Lamb