I Ask But This
by William Henry Gardner

I ask but this,
Yet one more kiss,
While twilight lingers by.
No one will see,
Or care, if we
Thus say our sweet “good bye,”
I ask but this, but this.
Just one more, one more, love,
The stars above
Won’t look at us,
The stars above
Won’t look at us, sweetheart.
And they’ll not tell,
They know full well,
How all fond lovers part.