2 Fingers Cross'd

White Hassle

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One summer ago in uncertain times
One thin girl & two three wind chimes
Chapped lips alone & unkissed
She was too easily dismissed
There were times I do recall
Those lips did cause me to fall
Late night rain comes trickling down
You can feel that yearning now
So call me any old time
But I don't know if I'll respond in kind
Please understand if you cannot see
I might not be what you want me to be
Still I leave when you might be lost
One light on and 2 fingers cross'd
Hear me now and walk tenderly
Judge not thyself nor me viciously