Every time I see you,
It's like a fairy tale has become a reality
If we have one to another,
It is as we are for another
The smell of your scent,
In his eternal Bloom
The way you smell,
If I go to
Every time I your voice,
It is as you are the only joy
Their beauty clay,
Is the only one that I possess,
Every time I touched your face,
feels, as I am in space
Every time I touch your hair,
The inside of me wants rounded
Every time I feel your lips,
It is not too short his vocation
I like you more than ever,
But, of course, I love you still.
Friday
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