In your cave
Where do you go to my sweetheart
When I don’t get a phone call?
Could you be pining so sadly
Or not thinking of me at all!
Where do you go to my angel
When you don’t send an email?
Can you not make the connection
Or has our love grown stale?
Where do you go to my darling
You’re not on the radar screen!
Are you contemplating our future
Or regretting what we have been.
Where do you go to my honey
When you don’t send me a text
Are you composing a sonnet
Or picking out who’ll be your next?
Where do you go to my lovely
When you’re alone in your bed
Do you sleep deeply and soundly?
Or replay the things that we said
Have you crawled inside your cave
- lonely, dark, cold
Unwilling to face the harsh realities of the outside world
- so sunlit and carefree
Unable to reconcile your inner turmoil
- with the tedious mundane pretences of those around you
Unready to meet the challenge
- of the unsure future and its unseen hurt.