Beneveld Poem by Piccola Topo Gigio
Beneveld
Kom vaker, vlak na 't ochtendlicht.
Want dan streel je heel lief mijn haar en daarbij zachtjes mijn gezicht.
Mijn lippen met je vingers voel je en teken je, lijkt voor het eerst.
En dan zeg je tegen me, misschien…, omdat 'k je heb gemist.
Monday, June 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lovesick
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