Heart slightly hurts, that dessert at our check point
'Don't be so sweet. ' whispered silently
You, sweet you, my heart held so tight
30 days and nights, like the rainy dawn, like the starry night
Under the blanket of mist...
wrapping me up, little by little
The sound of your laughter, spilling the neat spreadsheet,
The look of your anger, displaying on the centre of my crap-work screen
The words of yours here and there
Since when, have sewn a soft net
My heart being wrapped...
That was warm, that was sweet, that was a little pain
What could I offer?
Wanted it, but couldn't want it...
Wanted to, but couldn't give to...
The feeling, that was forbidden to say
The yearning, that was no need to spit
700-mile-away you,
Feel it?
Feel me.
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