In the cold of winter, with the skeleton arms of the trees... Will you remember me?
With the setting sun, in the shadows of the night,
reaching out of the firelight....
Will you remember me?
A month we had, what was it, carnal needs, lust, love?
A connection missed, meeting to late....
Will you remember me?
I think of you late at night.....
Wondering, will you remember me?
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