o' long lonely days
of miles away
my forehead bathes in sweat
in the bare gardens of loneliness
forgotten in boredom or happiness?
as my unusual face
looks at a distant place
so far in distance
to see (un) clearly who is coming
to my scene
with an unusual laughter
to be a happy man again
for i miss(ed) you so much
my dear love....
opn23082012/0614
'i miss(ed) you'
'hands of hope' book no.9 of 2012
aug.2012
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