Night train

I come to train in the evening, I will get your heart in the early morning. Wait for me on the bench in front of your soul, he always received me warmly, but certainly not lack anything as you are at. But I do not mind if I make a coffee, so bitter as only you know to do when you get mad. Off, your anger ... your eyes are ready to throw arrows at me dreaming, but, just to make me myself prisoner behaved your dreams. I promise, when it will be bedtime, I get out of you to turn off the light, but until then prepares and some biscuits, I'm hungry and I am afraid that I will eat of it your smile when I see you. I do not mind, if I wait and a little chocolate eyes melt and the highest mountain in the distant sea salt. wait for me at the corner house, where rain does not penetrate and where clouds blue remain hanging eaves of your consciousness, or there does not rain, it never rained. Spread a blanket under clear sky, together we will look at imperfect sunset reflecting in my eyes quietly.
I missed: you, me and us. We who drink bitter coffee, we who eat sugar cubes when tears are salty. I was longing to hold you in my arms and dream huge, colored chocolate dementia shade your eyes. I missed you, person who always knows what I like. Wait for me, I will reach you as I come, with great love.