13 June 2006
an old song
Do you remember
that night in September,
when we both fell in love in the rain?
Under waxing moon we vowed never to wane.
But did the moon mere ripple and feign?
Memories of love are those of the insane.
Do you remember
that night in September,
when we both fell in love in the rain?
Under waxing moon we vowed never to wane.
But did the moon mere ripple and feign?
Memories of love are those of the insane.
