A frozen night
A deeper gaze
I saw the lonely night awake
Into the pristine waters of faith
Lost in the sands of time
Dear-will u still remain mine
Gather all my courage
At quarter to nine-
To utter my remise
‘darling…be mine’
For faith keeps love going
And your utterance my soul stirring
For whatever I may seem to be-
‘loving or urging’
Ur remembrance keeps my faith turning…
And I keep urging …
‘At quarter to 9’
Darling…’be mine’…