If I was a simple man

If my soul could speak,
If my eyes could touch,
the taste of our kiss would be forever etched into my memory.

If my heart could whisper,
If my voice wouldn’t break,
you would know the words I’ve been carrying for so long.

If my arms were caring,
If my embrace was warm,
the beating of my heart might have had a chance to whisper in your ear.

If my eyes weren’t cold,
If my smile wasn’t crooked,
you would probably know me by now,

And I… I would know your name.

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About Fredrik Kayser

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