We live in such different huts,Sometimes close, sometimes far,But there for each other we always are,In all times - the good, the lulls and the worsts.
Today with work I got hit black and blue,
I now lie on my bed thinking about many a fray,
A knock on the door and I know it's you,
I lift my tiredness and lazily drag my feet and sway.
As I open the door I see a lantern so coy,
And before I observe your beautiful smile in its light,
You hand me a box and tell me,"Enjoy",
Hustling away, you soon go out of sight.
In the box I see a round pastry,
Mostly green with a little white cream,
I realise that the flavour is Kiwi,
So delicious, with joy I want to scream.
Not that you had a leisurely day,
Not that you don't have something to say,
But you still did so and there is a question in my mind-
¿Como estas tan hermosa
