We’ve never met.
We’ve never talked.
I hardly know your name,
But I would like
To feel your arms
Around me, just the same.
We’ve never kissed. We’ve never gazed
Into each other’s eyes,
But, even so
My feelings I
Cannot hope to disguise.
We’ve never touched.
We’ve never tried
To make love in the night,
But still I hope
That somehow we
May set all these things right.
May 15, 1981
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