A pool that getting iced
I barely feel my foot
Why can’t I see you?
Across the bridge I always wait for you
With a wind of winter
No ‘Hi’ or ‘Bye’
Standing here
With a frozen hands
Waiting for nothing
Except for a simple
“Good Night”
with a warm kiss..
Monday, June 23, 2008
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