For one night it was just you and me,
  and I forgot all about him.
One lonely night,
  we held each other tight.
One night not long ago,
  we had a love for each other.
We went into each others arms,
  not as strangers, but as friends.
When you left,
  we each went our separate ways.
Now I find you,
  here in my arms again.
Does it feel as right for you,
  as it does for me.
Or does it feel strange,
  that we should meet again.

                      Sue