I just want to hear it.
Your words stayed on my lips
Everlasting taste stays with me
like you walking with me in
a meadow with two doe’s
side by side. I think about
that day like it was tomorrow.
That day will play in my brain
like It’s a Wonderful Life on Christmas.
You tasted like honey,
was a wonderful day.
Tell me once, and it will be
Christmas,
Do you?
Saint's Muse 