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.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
