28-12-2009
To: Lavinia
When we played together
On the Green Grass
That is washed with rain
That smell
Stemming from the cut-flower
which aroused me to kiss you
childishly, you play
you fall and get grumpy
Then you smile in Fun
I Remembered
Remembered myself
Remembered you
When we sat down in the shade
To enjoy the sun
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