segunda-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2010

i miss you
because i can't cook when
you're not here to cut onions
or expell postmen in saturday mornings
i miss you
because i can't sleep without
safety in your eyes
because hands seem smaller
and world seems faster
when you're not around.

i miss you
in this hot fuzzy night
to drink cold water
say it's champagne
and toast life.