Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
