Monday, March 28, 2005

I Like a Fine Day

I like a fine day.
Then I can
talk with you
during my walk,
though it's
only in my imagination.

I've told
so much
to you
having your image
over the sky,
among white clouds.

Let's begin
our real
and shy
conversation
of every vacation
in minus x years!

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