#13 No More
No more afternoons...
Hot sun,
Humid days,
Passion,
All went away!
No more driving...
Sight seeing,
Mountain, Ocean.
Where have you being?
Miss you now,
I can't explain how
Only if you were here!
I'm still feel the taste,
Your taste,
That I never wasted,
No even a drop.
Kiss me again
With your eyes open
I miss it, But
We never spoken
About that day.
Hot sun,
Humid days,
Passion,
All went away!
No more driving...
Sight seeing,
Mountain, Ocean.
Where have you being?
Miss you now,
I can't explain how
Only if you were here!
I'm still feel the taste,
Your taste,
That I never wasted,
No even a drop.
Kiss me again
With your eyes open
I miss it, But
We never spoken
About that day.
©️Renata Clarke-Gray
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