french poem
*The heart that cries love
for this woman every day,
that which our heart,
and happiness ...
A perfect woman for us,
our eyes so in love
we were looking for love
and finally she is there every day ...
A Valentine in her arms,
where we slide down any words,
to express his love,
which will last for ever ...
She has our heart,
dries our tears,
and this beautiful Valentine,
love does that ...
Some are waiting for babies
and others only to love,
some will be married
and other celebrated love ..
* copyrighted by author.
Labels: moments
posted by jaded fool @ 8:14 AM
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