Harlequin Lover (L. Stewart Hearl)

In honor of National Poetry Month, which…

…was inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996. Over the years, it has become the largest literary celebration in the world with schools, publishers, libraries, booksellers, and poets celebrating poetry’s vital place in our culture.

Harlequin Lover
©1990 L. Stewart Hearl 

Click here to listen along as Ada Khoury performs both vocal and instruments.

You’ll find her by the pool side,
While her old man’s off at work.
Today’s lover is a Count,
While her husband’s still a clerk.
Right now, it’s off to London,
Leaving her home far behind.
Her passport’s stamped in hand,
She’s crossing oceans in her mind.

In her mind she’s been to Paris.
In her mind she’s been to Spain.
Oh she’s seen the snows of Moscow,
And she’s tasted English rain.
She’s traveled the globe more than once,
Beneath the paper cover,
Face to face, in deep embrace,
With her, Harlequin Lover.

It doesn’t feel like cheating,
For her lovers are not real.
But paperback fantasies,
Make each romance a thrill.
It’s off to balls in castled halls,
Or an embassy today.
A dark stranger by her side,
Who will sweep her clean away.

In her mind she’s been to Paris.
In her mind she’s been to Spain.
Oh she’s seen the snows of Moscow,
And she’s tasted English rain.
She’s traveled the globe more than once,
Beneath the paper cover,
Face to face, in deep embrace,
With her, Harlequin Lover.

Yes her husband treats her well,
As well as he is able.
His heart is good, his spirit fair,
There’s food upon the table.
But he’s away so often,
She spends hours by herself.
And when she feels romantic,
She just reaches for the shelf.

In her mind she’s been to Paris.
In her mind she’s been to Spain.
Oh she’s seen the snows of Moscow,
And she’s tasted English rain.
She’s traveled the globe more than once,
Beneath the paper cover,
Face to face, in deep embrace,
With her, Harlequin Lover.

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