A Tiny House in the Mounts
A tiny house in the mounts,
A clear sky and running clouds.
You are preparing tea for two.
And I can't wait of hugging you.
I hate these moments long as life
Without you. Seems like edgy knife
Is stabbing me. Oh, here's the ache.
Please, take it off, my love. Come back.
The body's everything I own.
Without you heart is just a stone.
My dreams are you, and you're my soul.
You're sense of life. You have it all.
I hear your steps on wooden floor.
I kiss you softly more and more.
When giving cup, you're peering me
Seems saying "Thanks for loving me".
15.11.04
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You know... I live in a tiny-tiny house high up in the mountains. I feel exacly the same way about someone. The only things she ever cooks for us are chineese noodles and hot tea... So it really feels like you wrote this cute little poem about me and her... Thank you :)
PS I have a few suggestions about the choice of words and a few corrections of grammar. Tell me if you are interested and I'll e-mail them to you.
Kind regards, Yan.
Папая 23.09.2005 00:24 Заявить о нарушении
You are lucky to live in such a house!
Bye, Yan
Елена Вогнистая 23.09.2005 13:06 Заявить о нарушении
You are lucky to live in such a house!
Bye, Yan
Елена Вогнистая 23.09.2005 13:06 Заявить о нарушении