You are what I call perfect
A sudden miracle falling on my head
Filling my vein with passion instead
Of blood
Oh, you’re my only God
I’m your weak soulmate
With fragile soul
Which cannot live without
Night,
Like a wise owl
Cause when I wake up
I hear your piercing voice
That is beyond all noise
It says: «Don’t hurry up
I’m here with you, enjoy»
Thank you, my love
I claim I love this life.
05/12/12
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