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Ett litet poem jag hittade på under en kall vinterdag.


I am a loser

The same dream comes to me every night.
Yes, it is a dream where I get you in my sight.

In this dream we stand on an empty ferry.
As always you are looking beautiful and merry.

On the beach we pass stands a colourful lemon tree
and from it to us comes now a little loving bee.

It wants to us some love send
before my dream reach its end.

Suddenly I watch directly into your beautiful eyes.
It was like to see directly into the Paradise.

Laying now my arms around you as in a hug
made me richer than the owner of a golden nudge.

In the hug we both feel that the final kiss now comes closer…
Then my alarm bell calls and again I wake up feeling as a loser…




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Publicerad 2008-09-26 22:42



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