Morning melts in midday heat
Time moves on tired feet
The sky is quiet and clear
I wish you were here
Lazy wind on a nameless tree
Coming down and touching me
Just to dissapear
I wish you were here
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i was so much older then.
2 comments:
Simple but poignant...there's a sense of childishness in the longing.
Nice :)
Awwww..she'll be with you.soon. :)
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