Love Lover's

miércoles, 28 de julio de 2010

I waked up this morning.
This cold, strange and gray morning.
And my eyes looked the sky
But there wasn't any more that a silky cloud.
And that makes me smiled
Because I had loved every cloud, every sky, every star since I had borned.
And now you are my star, my sky, and my magical and silky cloud.
Oh, yes, now you are my love

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