Miss me? br Miss me. br My friend thinks it a wonder br you never kissed me. br Kissed me? br With sighs you claim autumn leaves are far too flaky, br Always drifting, until they float away br Waving goodbye to our shining, lighter days br Then you stop to miss me. br Miss me? br Lack of warmth brings new pleasures for seeking br Snowwomen are simply pretty, br Stable, and mysteriously cool br The perfect love in dark days br Then suddenly, they melt away. br With wet sadness, again you start to miss me. br Miss me? br I’m sorry to say, indeed, that you have missed me. br Missed me? br I swiftly floated away in waiting, fading br to different season’s days br Now I bet you wish that br you could never br miss me? br Miss me. br Miss me. br I’m sure you wished you’d kissed me? br Goodbye.