Tomorrow will be a new day

 

 

Afternoon will never be empty

Even if my joy

Just be a primacy

You are full of allegory

 

love that time passes

Tomorrow will be a new day

A day full of pasta

Perhaps with hypochondria.

 

Or a drop of joy

But the era goes around...

Knowing I love you more

 

You drown me in your kiss

Satisfy my sweet soul

In the liveliness of that kiss

I'm getting used to the calm.