01 setembro, 2009

“I miss…”

I can hear a sound

As the night came down

It’s my heart bit

That follows yours around

There’s no shame or guilt

Only the pleasure I’ve had of sharing

Nights like this

Where a simply smile

Or look it’s more than a tender kiss

I won’t forget those hugs

And I will surely miss

Our dear goodbye without that proper kiss…

Catia Raposo

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