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There was a night

There was a night,

I remember,

We were across the street from your apartment building

The weather was mild with a tiny crispness

We were saying our goodbyes

A long goodbye

And you buttoned up my jacket

So sad

Yet so much care

That was a moment

That I’ll remember

Your love for me.

 

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.12.13.13:13:30@205HudsonNYC