Comments about Carabella ...
I miss that place on the side of your neck,
So smooth, soft, without lines, like a child,
Accepting my kisses there with tickling beard,
Tucked into my ear and whispering there.
I miss your eyes that drank me in
With more love than I'd ever felt
Brown, limpid and liquid, beautiful
With a depth only I knew.
I miss your laughter as you skipped up the stairs,
A man-child, letting me know by your twitter,
You were happy, without saying a word,
A nonsense song you saved just for me.
I miss your essence, your warmth, your smile,
Your sighs in...