It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a stranger
Appeared on the left corner of my laptop.
He was tall and handsome,
He had a bald head, "damn" fit,
In his late thirties,
Way better than Brad Pitt.
We clicked in a second.
He took off my gold mask,
And when his green eyes looked at mine,
They took my breath, not only that...
From time to time I find myself
Lying in these sheets,
Closing my eyes, trying to feel
That the man touching me, is him.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
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.
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
