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.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
