
Born to out of heaven’s crystals
Earth felicitate with joy as I met you on the first date. As trumpet rumples with the skies,
Amid circumstances,
When Struggles dare strangled me, Almost to death, yet you Gave me more breaths,
I fumbled, deep down on the sea of salts, yet you hold me to feel the triple beats of your heart, thy bossom.
I was set free, by your grips
A grip of love and hope,
Instead of letting this world hang me on a rope for dust of death to eat.
You set me free,
To dream, dreams.
My dream to win,
Despite the battles,
Inspite of the back stabs,
You set me free,
From the heart of thorns
From combatants with bitter tongues,
From cold breath of death.
From hot whims of tears
You set me free,
To dream, dreams.
My dream to win,
Despite the battles,
Inspite of the back stabs,
Lo my dama, my darling woman
As fresh as sunflower, so it’s your skins, kiss and lips,
You keep coming, yet floating me away with the wind, on your arms of love,
I loves you,
For you have make me fall to dream the beauty of your pious heart
In concuss to your actions,
After shining out my affections.
Just to let us be together,
Now and forever
All I got to say is
I Love me baby, the way you want
The way we want.
I love you very much π

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