Toddler Son Asks Parents To Kiss

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Who are you?
Please tell me who you are.
In the darkness of the night trying to whisper your name ,
like someone snapping their fingers out lies,
turned to see if you are,
and the only ray that penetrates my window lunar
shows me an empty corner, trembling
full of memories of the past, never lived
dusty ..
and in my desperation, I ask
moth lying inert
Who are you?
... Please tell me your name ...
The mirrors reflect images, memories unprocessed
Fuzzy,
Love, joy, tears, smiles, tears! ...
As photographs of a verse without dedications. Reveal
so much desire, I do not deny it ...
Do not deny it, I do not deny my right

order to achieve
sleep knowing that you are, who want ...