POST 1.6.2016.

When the bleak and harsh sky begins to cry
The longing in me slowly ripens
Just as the strawberries among the leaves,
Do you remember?
You liked to eat strawberries before bed
Laugh… laughing out loud …
I long for your kiss ….
Oh my God,
He created this night for us.
I want to kiss you …
For my hands to find you …
For the small sweet strawberries
Just for us. In my thoughts, how sweet the scent
my beautiful little girl.
Today, when it is a gloomy and the heavy sky begins to weep
I am filled with yearning and wander in search of memories.
I love you

Written: © Maxima 

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