One summer night, <br />in Mid-July, <br />always seems to pass me by. <br /> <br />I beg and beg and beg and plead, <br />that she would notice me, <br />just this one summer night. <br /> <br />but someday i fear, <br />that this love and feeling i hold so dear, <br />only worsen myself as i tumble down, <br />this one summer night.<br /><br />Paxton Downing<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-summer-night-3/
