
This hide and miss between us;
is like an incomplete song.
Our eyes lost in the crowd
searching each other;
but in vain.
But ours souls are lucky.
They met each other.
They smelt each other fragrances.
My thirst heart skips happily;
to hug yours.
He's telling him
how much i love;
how much i'm longing you
and how much is miserable
my life without you.
Ours souls are crossing
same places.
having similars thoughts
and touching
same things.
We're composing
an hilarious song.
Oh!my love!
Can you tell me;
when the poet
can meet his compositor
to complete
their song?
flora 15