warm
The warm sun,
warming my face,
like your hands did,
but look! there come the clouds!
raining on me,
like the tears on our faces,
when we're seperated for long,
I hope,
the sun comes soon again
warming my face,
like your hands did,
but look! there come the clouds!
raining on me,
like the tears on our faces,
when we're seperated for long,
I hope,
the sun comes soon again
Reacties op dit gedicht
| MayadeBij*: | Woensdag, januari 10, 2007 15:27 |
| God: ja!! Gimme gimme.. ;) x | |
| Tijgertje:): | Woensdag, januari 10, 2007 15:09 |
| nice | |
| The Mystery Pianist: | Woensdag, januari 10, 2007 14:58 |
| I''m not a very talented singer :p | |
| Oorlam: | Woensdag, januari 10, 2007 14:57 |
| sing me a song pianoman! | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: The Mystery Pianist | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 januari 2007 | ||
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