by Ilire Zajmi
When you are away a half of me is not here,
and I don't know what to do with my other half
I con her with some words of lullaby
that you will come back soon with a hug,
you will come back to get warm by your fire
you, my dear Knight.
When you are away,
I don't know what to do with myself.
I spend my time
of waiting.
I transform myself in an eye and ear:
for a bell to ring, for a new message on msn,
a love messenger from you.
When you are away
your scent around the house makes me shiver.
I start imagine the minute when you'll come
I try to make the world little,
so little that will not have any distance,
and I can kiss you with much longing ,
when you'll come back in my bosom.
When you are away,
I hate the distance
I challenge the wait.
From:
Ilire Zajmi
Last updated September 20, 2011