She came but in an afternoon

She came but in an afternoon
and stayed until the dawn
and looked like a rose by 'nother name
with passion well restored

She came but in an afternoon - 
the curtain drawn discreetly
and shared her wonder and her thoughts
a heartbeat shared completely

She came but in an afternoon
unknowingly to me
and stroked a strand and held my hand
although so fleetingly

She came but in an afternoon
next day I heard no sound
but knew that afternoon would come again
and there - my love be found.

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