Sunday, March 6, 2011

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If I miss the immense


If I miss, I
run to find you.
If you would like me to come
get you.


When the earth needs water

calls from heaven, and she comes
, because
every drop of rain

loves his
grain of soil.

But when you
I miss the blue

I do not listen.
Yet I cry
strong!


If I miss
I must resign.


Seaside missing
the sand and he
incessant
perpetual
always comes back to shore
tight.


But if you miss

this motion does not exist.
you do not come to
hug.


When I miss you
I miss.
I alien
I am torn, I
consumption.

If I miss you
I'm not tired.
This feeling is
feeds on itself
lives forever,
without hesitation.


When I miss you, I put my heart
a bit '
further.


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