#37 note on the fridge, note from the bridge

Buy me a vase,
big one, love,
I will come home,
whence I spend my hard days,
with flowers,

cook my favourites,
garnish them with your love, love,
I crave for your cooking,
during the nights I dream of you,
in the kitchen,

I will not come home soon,
for the moment befriend with the moon,
she will send me signals,
she will tell me with a bright smile upon her face,

that you are stronger than ever, even when I am not around.