What My Old Friend From The Mountain Wrote Me In 1970. Comments

i wait for the time when you will tell me that you love me. I poured all the goodness in me to you. I kiss you and you kiss me and we even make love in my lonely moments. You care for me and make me coffee and accompany me in those silent moments as i begin to tell you about the fate of the stars and the doom of the sun and the perishable nature of this world. I will die and you too and i talk about the shortness of life. You rock me and my hammock makes me sleep soundly in the hours of my anxieties.

when we kiss and when we close our eyes i utter the words i love you.
and you take your breath and you take my breath away.
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