I'm drinking black coffee
And melancholy thoughtful
Mint tea
I'm thinking of your
Much too serious
Smile
Of the warmth of your laughter
That was never
Carefree
Of Maria's coquettish charms
That made my heart light
For a while
Her childish severity
Insistantly claimed
Happiness
Mind her quest or don't mind it
The claim is put
Before you
My heart misses her and misses you, too
But what it claims
Is much less
This foolish heart can't help remember
And dares at times to hope that you
My soul's distant friend, miss me too
Hugs,
~Mari