She came
To me in the
Darkness of the night, with
The moonlight in her golden hair
So soft.
She came
In innocence
And offered me her love.
The gift she gave could never be
Returned.
She came
To me and kissed
Me with her tender lips.
I still recall her warmth within
My arms.
May 20, 1981
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