She is lovely, and as I think and think I cant remember when she became an integral part of my life, all I truly know is that somehow in some way, now she is the only thing that matters in my life.
When she is around I feel happiness that few have ever experienced, Shakespeare's best and happiest poems can not match the joy that she brings to my life; but when she is gone I sink to depths of despair and sadness that no Greek tragedy can equal my soul rises and falls with her every word.
I am like a kite and she is the wind that makes me fly, with every kiss with every moan, with every whisper I touch the heavens but when she is gone the wind is gone and I crash to earth with the force and brutality that only those who have fallen from great heights have experienced.
It feels strange for someone like me to all of a sudden need someone, I always controlled my emotions not the other way around,
but with her is different I feel every word, every whisper every laugh. Ella es tan tierna que me derrito a sus pies. Just her breathing alone takes me to heights of ecstasy that nothing else can match.
Every little thing she does, hits me straight in the heart,it's like she can tap straight into my brain. Me enamora cada vez mas. She reaches into my subconscious and unscrambles all my insanity and makes me feel alive loved hopeful.
Every defense I ever had, every reservation, all the little things we do in life to not get hurt all have crumbled.
I am defenseless in front of her, vulnerable and exposed. My heart is in her hands and I tremble. Yet I feel as Happy as I have ever Been.
I hate to admit it but from time to time I am afraid, afraid that I may need her more than what she needs me.
Afraid that this is all just a dream, Afraid that I am just a fool who is reaching for the stars.
A fool who can see what he always wanted but was never quite able to get there. But what I fear the most is that I am not worthy of her love, that one day I will reach to far and fall flat on my face.
but I must go on...
Once more unto the breach I tell my heart and soul, once more my friends for her love is so great that it's worht fighting for.
After all one kiss from my love is wortht risking a thousand painful falls.
So I go on armed with a thousand kisses,a million hugs a red rose and a poem I wrote.
Once more I go looking for the one I love...
after all she is lovely
Te amo...
When she is around I feel happiness that few have ever experienced, Shakespeare's best and happiest poems can not match the joy that she brings to my life; but when she is gone I sink to depths of despair and sadness that no Greek tragedy can equal my soul rises and falls with her every word.
I am like a kite and she is the wind that makes me fly, with every kiss with every moan, with every whisper I touch the heavens but when she is gone the wind is gone and I crash to earth with the force and brutality that only those who have fallen from great heights have experienced.
It feels strange for someone like me to all of a sudden need someone, I always controlled my emotions not the other way around,
but with her is different I feel every word, every whisper every laugh. Ella es tan tierna que me derrito a sus pies. Just her breathing alone takes me to heights of ecstasy that nothing else can match.
Every little thing she does, hits me straight in the heart,it's like she can tap straight into my brain. Me enamora cada vez mas. She reaches into my subconscious and unscrambles all my insanity and makes me feel alive loved hopeful.
Every defense I ever had, every reservation, all the little things we do in life to not get hurt all have crumbled.
I am defenseless in front of her, vulnerable and exposed. My heart is in her hands and I tremble. Yet I feel as Happy as I have ever Been.
I hate to admit it but from time to time I am afraid, afraid that I may need her more than what she needs me.
Afraid that this is all just a dream, Afraid that I am just a fool who is reaching for the stars.
A fool who can see what he always wanted but was never quite able to get there. But what I fear the most is that I am not worthy of her love, that one day I will reach to far and fall flat on my face.
but I must go on...
Once more unto the breach I tell my heart and soul, once more my friends for her love is so great that it's worht fighting for.
After all one kiss from my love is wortht risking a thousand painful falls.
So I go on armed with a thousand kisses,a million hugs a red rose and a poem I wrote.
Once more I go looking for the one I love...
after all she is lovely
Te amo...
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