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Gedigte vir Sara

Sunday, November 18, 2007

My wish

I wish
I was the perfume on your skin,
then I could linger with you
all day long.

I wish
I was the clothes on your body,
then I could be close to you
all the time.

I wish
I was the shoes on your feet,
then I could take every step of life
with you.

I wish I was there
with you.
Posted by Frans Andrews at 3:25 AM

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