LOVERS At the bottom of my nights When sleep escapes My mind filled with your pictures My hands seek your face And nature, as to punish me, makes me catch the wind. Also I have to suffer this loss My happiness becomes slower Each plan will contain Your smile keeps me in suspense Your eyes light up my heart As I love this fleeting sweetness That makes me feel better Because I am consumed with a mild pain You will be my dream That to which I will not break Pénélope Ogui
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 10:25:03 +0000
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