My dream chaotic ...
now no longer my sleep soundly
my dreams scare me
I'm really scared ...
maybe because you have forgotten me
maybe because your heart has turned to another
or
This could only sleep flowers
because I miss your smile
miss your arms
and ...
or vice versa,
because you really miss me?
If it because you miss me
I'll be right to space
and perched on a sturdy tree limb beside your window
and I will go down slowly, settles, and then open your window
and I'll bring my lips to your ears, and whispering words of love that you always miss out from my lips ...
* by Laris Naibaho *
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