I waited for you for hours by the inglenook
You never showed up this was our special place
Where we first met I consider you as my lagniappe
With your lissome and mellifluous voice
Where are you my ingénue?
I travel through the lagoon making ripples with my feet
Trying to pick up your redolent but I get nothing
Because of the petrichor if It just a case of us missing each other
As I travel in search of you I have left palimpsest all over
The other ones showing you I have been there
Each is ended with I love you.