September
October
November
December
I've been waiting so long I can hardly remember
Your voice
Your touch
Your presence does render
Me useless
So motionless
My heart turns tender
So passes October
November
December
I think of you
As I wait for September
But soon I realize I can no longer remember
Your voice
Your face
So far is September!
I crave your touch
Your fingers so tender
As passes the months
November
December
I forget your image
No longer can I render
And you fade away
In the month of December
Remember you not
Do I in September
And you so heartbroken
Do I carelessly render