I want once again to
Pass below the bridge,
Stroking the river under
The blue sky.
I want to run on the hot sand at noon,
it is there my childhood sleeps.
I want to bathe in the scent of your body
On a crazy night on Bessan Street…
To kiss your quivering lips and
Hold you in my arms at least once
In the morning sunlight.
I love you
Written: © Maxima
In the Morning Sunlight.