The dark

Tonight
With the house clean
And dark
The flicker of a small flame
And the glow of a bank of coals
Its only light

I listen to Roberta
And dance
My arms crossing my chest
As if to hold me
Dreaming of you

I slowly turn in the room
feeling the warmth of the fire
And remembered the first time
I Felt your touch
And held you in my arms

How we use to dance
With our noses nestled
Your hand in mine
Against my chest
I loved the way your hair laid against my face
Its sweet smell

We were lost in each other
We needed no song
We needed no dance floor
We needed nothing
But each other
It was our only craving
Our only desire

Now all I have
Is the memory of old
But even with that alone
My happiness is greater
Than most will ever know

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[Gee]

Roberts Flack ?? What a voice...smooching with memories, perhaps been dumped or the other half has popped their clogs ??

[Wesley]

https://youtu.be/Id_UYLPSn6U
For those who don't know Roberta