I'm here, in the city we met in.
As you asked me, I haven't gone yet.
I knew that I'll be missing...
Missing you... with the sunset.
I don't want to leave my sleeps
Cause every time I meet you there.
I can't forget your crimson lips,
Your eyes are beautiful, so rare.
It seems, just three days passed
And we'll be here together.
The second day has passed at last:
The feeling's like as ever.
I've waited for your letter,
I've hoped it would be.
I've asked, 'What's the matter?'.
Please, answer me.
A Letter to L
© Copyright: Известный Инкогнито, 2010
Свидетельство о публикации №110111200049
Свидетельство о публикации №110111200049
Рецензии