May i

Gilly

may i smell
the sense of you
and talk the way you are
so i can dream the nicest dreams
can i tell my feelings
to the moon in the early morning
and let the sun whisper to you
there’s a soft song in my heart
that never will be heard
may i, before i go
not come back to you
and write my words for you
even if i know i’ll never be-



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