ONCE SEEN IN MEMORY. Wow i said the first time
Clocer we became
Hand in hand we walked through the lonely street
You are all mine i taught
Away from me she pulled;
Words sweet as honey from her lips disti'd
I will never forget the first kiss
Which fortold sorrow to this
She is, a Beauty,
And in her eyes, the mistery-
Deep in her lies love and passion,
Not to mention the affection
That was a greatest invention
That moved me with passion.
