My letter... Hariye jaoa The old brown book(my diary) Erasmos....... Peace.....

My words...

After a deep slumber..;

I felt you even in the colour of ember...
I awoke and holded your delightful fragrance...;
I felt you in in my arms in your absence...
Your soft touch ,your scintillating smile....;
mm mm......so graceful and juvenile.....
You are a "dream" to my inspiration....;
have all the sensations and true emotions......
I close my eyes ...before I see the moment dies....;
My heart is empty and my eye cries....
Soft ecstasy of your beholden touch...;
Its your curvy smile I can still watch...
I will never forget you..in my life...;
you will always exist even in my afterlife....

Even if I am no more into this colorful universe......
Keep my words.....Life is short and once...
Keep me with you and we will spent it in a trance.....

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