Rest in your kisses, the passions of life, in your arms I coat, in a home with logs, your look takes me , the Olympus of time, I love you shudder , the touch of your fingers , the perfume of your skin. A love song is your smile, your beautiful mouth, the most beautiful songs , which can be heard , and a chorus of silence, I will yield my lips , the cute moment you stop singing , the sky will open, when you do not breathe , and a rose petal , engraved with my name , It poses it forever , in your heart, the woman of my life, so I love you . JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA
viernes, 29 de abril de 2016
IN YOUR KISSE
Rest in your kisses, the passions of life, in your arms I coat, in a home with logs, your look takes me , the Olympus of time, I love you shudder , the touch of your fingers , the perfume of your skin. A love song is your smile, your beautiful mouth, the most beautiful songs , which can be heard , and a chorus of silence, I will yield my lips , the cute moment you stop singing , the sky will open, when you do not breathe , and a rose petal , engraved with my name , It poses it forever , in your heart, the woman of my life, so I love you . JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA
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