I still remember
the faint smile,
that never faded
the lovely lips
the dewy eyes,
looked so nice
when on me,
i was suprised
the queer touch,
i miss so much
her feel so soft,
i miss a lot
and a faint smell,
of a creme
ah! the best in my nostrils,
ever been,,
sitting next to me,
in the summers
i'd feel her sweat mix mine,
Tâ was fine,,
but now,
there is no more of her
but her thoughts,
sometimes lighten up
and make me bright
i tell myself ,
it's not love
just a chidish dream
never to green,,,!!!