No need to ask 'to be my Valentine'
I only whish you'd be alittle close.
I long to hold your shoulders once again.
I miss you badly and my heart is frozen.
My soul can fly across this countless miles.
And long dark night fullfills with sounds of your voice.
And shade of you is living my eyes.
I keep it. But i whish to be much closer.
I kiss you everytime but in my dreams.
Wait for the day you wake me in the morning.
Beautifull day, the day of our glory.
But now it's just to wait and pray for this.
12.02.1999
Winter sonnet
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