There you were!

There you were!

In the cool martini on Friday night
Then in dreams you were near but out of sight

In the parking lot out the corner of my eye
No, that wasn’t you, just some other guy

In the songs by Crosby Stills or Rolling Stones
And Adele’s words and voice in such a beautiful tone

In the hottub with bubbles and pressure on my skin
You could have touched me and made the world spin

In the cookies I made that smelled so sweet
Chocolate chips with cherries you love to eat

In the pictures on sites that only I know
Created a longing to hear your voice low

In the wine at the end of the day
Cool and crisp it may be a chardonnay

In this whole day from morning till night
There you were in my mind even if out of sight