I'm a little taller than yesterday, has reached the bathroom ceiling my longing is also longer than yesterday send me a message when it reaches you in the city of light because we are eleven thousand kilometers farther from Ile de la Cite as, and Ile St. Louis who admires it, but separated by the Seine at the end of the Ile de Cygne, I know you the eiffel tower waiting, but not seeing the heart that runs out. fare, or a tourist who fails to find bateaux-mouches, or someone from another continent who is afraid of heights traveling by plane and jet lag I love nights in your city people say from the internet, he is as bright as his nickname I thought and your eyes too but I worry if the night in your city turns into a storm, heavy rain or snow when I miss you and hot espresso with a big mug you often drink ten in the morning with torn bread. I'm older and than yesterday's life I'm also more talkative today than yesterday, like asking a sweet town to take care of you. my yesterday is your day today even though your body is too far away For my close heart, I hope you are never too late to accept my longing