dilluns, 31 de maig del 2010

Haiku

You are not here now
and I remember your smell.
And your nice face.

Every day in my main stay
you're the chesse of my macaroni.
You are my goodness.

Your presence is with me
but I miss your sweet kisses
and your love with me.

I haven't seen you
because you went without me?
I'm sad because of you.

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