I Wonder
It seems so long since we met,
A summer fling of passion and starlit beaches,
I wonder where you've gone.
Now I walk alone on sands of white,
With only your memory and the glass moonlight,
I wonder where you are.
A summer fling of passion and starlit beaches,
I wonder where you've gone.
Now I walk alone on sands of white,
With only your memory and the glass moonlight,
I wonder where you are.
Eric B. Ramey
Copyright ©1992 Eric B. Ramey
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