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 have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
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Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
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So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
