I Miss You
the sun shines
like the glow of your forehead
the breez moves
like rythum of your gait
the snow fall
like your soft kisses
the eve fall
like the dark of your tresses
the rosebud blooms
like the opening of yopur lips
the dewdrops glitter
like the crystals of your teeth
but the sun and breez
snow or eve
neither rose nor dewdrops
diver my attention
from the charms of
my beloved beauty
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