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 still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
