Especially for you
Inside, arround, above.
I wish I were your shadow
To dissolve at the dawn.
I want to feel your breathe
On cheaks, on lips, beneathe.
In the image of white dove
I send to you my love.
I want to turn into rain
To fill you with my strain.
I think of you all time
With heart fulled of prime.
14.03.2004.
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