Category : Poems

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A few summers have passed since then,
 Of all the hot days, one remains above.
  A few people have gone through my life,
 Of all the ones I have known, 
I miss you the most.

  I haven't heard your voice in a long time, 
But I'd like to hear you before I go to bed.
  My lips speak nonsense, 
I read poems just to forget.  

But my heartbeat beats harder,
 Reading your name in a low voice -
 Your sweet name.

  I would return to you now,
A few summers have passed since then.
 Of all the hot days, one remains above.
The day I tasted your lips.