Zywa In love

At the window I sit and dream
you're likely to come
although

going with you now, is not okay
What would mother say!

I don't tell her yet, no
that only brings sorrow

it will do, later

Poem 25
Amsterdam, 2005-08-03

Collection: Heart's Delight 
Keyword: In love:  
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