Night Meeting

Shall I write of you again

Take the paper and the pen

Put a note upon your door

To meet me on the moor?

My heart is aching for your touch

The separation rues our love

Take the chance and let us meet

Be swift my ghostly steed!

The moor is moonlight born

This ache is like a thorn

Piercing every single part

Of my lonely heart.

Come meet me in the night

Be like a bird, take flight

I’m waiting, waiting there

Come save me from despair.

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