Oh, My Dear I Didn'T Touch You
Oh, my dear I didn’t touch you
Burning nights under the moon,
Being kind, I didn’t catch you
Hoping I will see you soon.
I was shy too shy too timid
For your penetrating sight
And I wasn’t cruel I didn’t,
Yes, I didn’t read your mind.
I had no my tears forgiving
There was no my fear, but I
was so sad when you were leaving
Never saying me good-bye.
Maybe I was wrong. I didn’t
Burn these nights under the moon
You are not mine and so be it
I don’t hope to see you soon.
Copyright © Serge Lyrewing | Year Posted 2019
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