You draw your name with my fingers



I drop no tears

but

I cry a little inside me

when
you
again and again

draw your name
with
my fingers

In the sand there it washes away

In the snow there you melt

In the mist there you disappear




Poetry by Cris
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Written on 2006-08-25 at 20:34

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