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The moon, the stars above,
On a clear, still autumn night.
How beautiful you were
Under that glimmering light.
And I still remember
Our very first awkward kiss.
That exciting moment,
And my feeling of pure bliss.
Oh, sweet September kiss,
How well I still remember.
Our sweet September love,
So pure, gentle, and tender.
Our tender, warm embrace,
Yeah, I'll always remember.
A crisp, cool, moonlit night,
It was early September.
The moon was round and full;
We were back in school again.
My memory's still clear;
How many years it has been!
Oh, sweet September kiss,
How well I still remember.
Our sweet September love,
So pure, gentle, and tender.
♫ ♫♫ ♫ ♫♫ ♫ ♫♫
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© Copyright 2008. All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by the memory of a September kiss
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