domingo, marzo 25, 2007

My love....


You have always wanted to know whichever I love to you, and I never have been able to explain it But if really you want to know, the great thing that my love by you can be, because she counts the waves of the sea and you will see that my love by you never will be able to be finished.

When you see clouds happen through the sky, he remembers much that I want to you.

At night each star that shines, is because my heart by you beats.

The air which you breathe outside your house, is equivalent to the sighs that leave from the bottom of my soul.

Affection remembers mine, who my love by you I never will be able to pretend then your you make me feel like the preferred rose of your garden..