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.
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
