<originally written July 1989>
Met her in the morning; Her eyes were shining smiles
Timeless in her beauty ;Her name a shade of night
All day long I’m thinking of her, though I know she can’t be mine
..still I wish it were me, holding her so tenderly this girl I’ve come to know this Eve
The woman of a friend of mine, I can’t get in the way
Still for her my heart is crying, I hope it won’t betry
This love that I can feel for her, now I know I shouldn’t say
… that I wish it were me, holding Eve so tenderly … this girl, I’ve come to know this Eve
I think there was more, that’s all I recall. Gotta find those notes, if they yet exist
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