That empty place of you
Is no more vacant, my dear
The space I gave you
Is in that old, passing year..
I just remember all my love and tenderness
You threw away to damn,
The lasting time
The lust,
Hot beam,
Like sun stream,
The rhyme
The spell,
All is forgiven
Made even: ..
You guy
Feel only sorrow
And bitterness -dazing back
I see given love,
Coming back
Was not anyway you prof…
No sickness...
Your warm regard
Your walking moodies
Your starting glance
And sweetie, goodies..
Oh, not you, my heart
Not you, my soul
You hit me hard
And out wind blowing
Sends you my whisper
My blessing near
Step back..
There is no more place for you, in left emptiness..
Mon cherie,
Just void air…
December, 23, salutating year
Yuna