“Hi, my dear! How are you?” -
I will never write this letter:
“Who tells you “I love you”?
Is your life worse or better?
I’m OK. Life is good.
Sometimes bright, sometimes lonely,
As my heart and my mood
Salt as rain, sweet as honey.
I have friends nice and cool,
They’r my life, they are funny.
I can play lovely pool.
I can earn not bad money.
Mum and dad are OK,
But their hearts are apart.
Life is life - it can play
With your soul and your heart.
I left him. He was nice
Tender hands, handsome face,
But he had empty eyes
And I need eyes with space:
Eyes with love, eyes with sea,
Eyes with fire, hot and tender,
Eyes which I cannot see.
But I’ll find, won’t surrender.”
“Hi my dear! How are you?” -
I will never write this letter:
“I said once “I love you”.
And can’t find something better”.
I will never write this letter
© Copyright: Анюта Весна, 2006
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