My racing heart
Just one glance is enough
I am in the air
The bed still waiting
Pillows fell lonely without you
Television of
My washed hair
Curly from roots to ends
Waiting for your fingers
Just like the paprikas
With their green freshness
Waiting on the fringe
Submitted: August 18, 2011
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