He is on my mind,
he is in my heart.
I think constantly how gentle he is.
I was all alone ,
Left behind , in despare .
He appeared,
He did touch my soul.
He is so far away.
I can't kiss his lips.
Can't wisper how dear he is.
I'll listen to wind
will say my secret to it.
It'll grasp it
will take it to him.
He is on my mind
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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