Secret Love

BROODING NIMBUS I am not just an ordinary cloud Dark and menacing all in grey A harbinger of storm and rain Ready to fulfil my destiny again Snow will fall, as it must obey Blanketing Earth like a shroud But I do prefer the other image As a halo that surrounds a saint An light emanation for a deity And an example of spontaneity Inspiration of a picture to paint Maybe make a holy pilgrimage But a brooding nimbus, I’m not A bowling ball with no fingerholes Maybe hovering in a dim-lit sky But rain is not me starting to cry I can assume a variety of roles But always when cold, never hot SECRET LOVE I must admit to loving Doris Day Secret Love sung in Calamity Jane The gentle song just blew me away Now, I always want to hear it again Those lyrics really said it all to me And like her, I just about fell apart And seeing her sing it was fantasy It struck straight into my heart It struck straight into my heart This for me was also a secret love And my racing pulse would start That smile, like the blue sky above This is the first time I have shared All these years, I’m still unprepared I must admit to loving Doris Day