Will I never get to touch you,

Or say I love you?

Will I never sleep next to you;
Cry with you?

September has come and gone.

He was not the one.

Oh, how I've longed to see your face

Smiling down at mine!

My heart has been so confined

Not being able to touch you.

It's a mystery to me

How the heart can miss

He who it has not seen.

Meet me under starlight

And I will be your midnight.

k.g.

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