To do a memory,
to do memories...
You were there,
it was my everything,
my dream...
Only the love can make to last
that moment,
I remind like you gave me that love,
I felt the whole world inside and
out of me and
you kissed me,
I felt that I was free, that I was young,
that I was part of you,
a scream, a breeze, a mirror,
a soul...
Only the time can make me to kiss you
again,
again to speak your name,
in the end, the love...
Our shadows rest to the moonlight and
the sound of your laughter sounds as a melody.
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A dream to be loved that way.
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