Danielle N. Calhoun

HE’S LOVING ME

What does he think,
When he is alone at night,
What does he feel,
When he turns out the light?

Does he think of me,
Does he feel me near,
Does he feel my love,
Does he see the light?

Yes, he does think of me,
No, he is never alone,
He feels my love,
My caring hand,
Because he’s loving me,
For he is my man.