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 came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
