miss you ... and however i miss you ... more ... i fast hurry run ... to my all papers... where i used ... to create you there ... between my words ... so might you sprout ... among my poems again ... to **** this distance ... between me and you ... and my loneliness ... to stay all the night with me ... while i'm singing you ... as a poetic melody ... through my words ... to get you as a real ... until the sun gives it smile ... to start my morning again ... and to start my first coffee's sip ... while i'm think of you ... to create my new poems ... as every new day ... from your shiny eyes ... and your sweet lips ... that never get as them before ... and never ever to get ... as yours ... because you are the home ... the house of my heart ... that never to accept ... any one than you ...