A sidelong glance,
A funny remark!
Glittering eyes
Meeting in the dark.
Fear of what’s to come
Glad of what is here.
Hoping, wishing, believing
We will be as one...
I think of you each morning,
And dream of you each night,
I think of your arms being around me,
And cannot express my delight
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