If you miss me, let me know
You stare at me most of the time
I turn to you and you seem shy,
Hiding your eyes like I am snow.
I'm not that cold as you may think:
I also do remember past
That winter was a way too fast
For both of us to start to blink.
And when you look me in the eyes,
My body starts producing warmth
Because for me you really worth
The price of golden red sunrise.
I know, I mean the same to you,
So what about to make a step
To fill this stupid long drawn-gap
And start tomorrow as we're new.
To D.B.
28.11.2014
You miss me
© Copyright: Герда Милько, 2014
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