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Our love, a lighthouse in the dark night.
November 7, 2024 at 3:49 AM
Our love, a lighthouse in the dark night.
In your absence, my soul wanders aimlessly.
November 7, 2024 at 3:49 AM
In your absence, my soul wanders aimlessly.
Your laughter is an echo in my heart,
each note a verse, a sweet song.
each note a verse, a sweet song.
November 7, 2024 at 3:48 AM
Your laughter is an echo in my heart,
each note a verse, a sweet song.
each note a verse, a sweet song.
You are my spring in the middle of winter,
a flower of love that I keep in my notebook.
a flower of love that I keep in my notebook.
November 7, 2024 at 3:48 AM
You are my spring in the middle of winter,
a flower of love that I keep in my notebook.
a flower of love that I keep in my notebook.
Your whispers are wind that calms my being,
a breeze of love that I always want to have.
a breeze of love that I always want to have.
November 7, 2024 at 3:47 AM
Your whispers are wind that calms my being,
a breeze of love that I always want to have.
a breeze of love that I always want to have.
Your smile is the sun that brightens my life,
a light of love that never separates.
a light of love that never separates.
November 7, 2024 at 3:47 AM
Your smile is the sun that brightens my life,
a light of love that never separates.
a light of love that never separates.
Your hands are the map of my emotions,
a guide to love in all seasons.
a guide to love in all seasons.
November 7, 2024 at 3:46 AM
Your hands are the map of my emotions,
a guide to love in all seasons.
a guide to love in all seasons.
You are my song on days without voice,
my refuge of love, my path and my goodbye.
my refuge of love, my path and my goodbye.
November 7, 2024 at 3:46 AM
You are my song on days without voice,
my refuge of love, my path and my goodbye.
my refuge of love, my path and my goodbye.
The taste of your kisses is pure honey,
a sweetness of love that has no hotel.
a sweetness of love that has no hotel.
November 7, 2024 at 3:46 AM
The taste of your kisses is pure honey,
a sweetness of love that has no hotel.
a sweetness of love that has no hotel.
You are my refuge, my sweet home,
With you there is no storm that can shake.
With you there is no storm that can shake.
November 7, 2024 at 3:45 AM
You are my refuge, my sweet home,
With you there is no storm that can shake.
With you there is no storm that can shake.
Your eyes are stars in my darkness,
a guide of love, pure clarity.
a guide of love, pure clarity.
November 7, 2024 at 3:45 AM
Your eyes are stars in my darkness,
a guide of love, pure clarity.
a guide of love, pure clarity.
You are my peace, my radiant sun,
my love for you is eternal and constant.
my love for you is eternal and constant.
November 7, 2024 at 3:44 AM
You are my peace, my radiant sun,
my love for you is eternal and constant.
my love for you is eternal and constant.
Your smile illuminates my path,
a light of love that I love and revere.
a light of love that I love and revere.
November 7, 2024 at 3:44 AM
Your smile illuminates my path,
a light of love that I love and revere.
a light of love that I love and revere.
Your caresses draw stars on my skin,
a constellation of love so faithful.
a constellation of love so faithful.
November 7, 2024 at 3:44 AM
Your caresses draw stars on my skin,
a constellation of love so faithful.
a constellation of love so faithful.
You are my longing, my sweet chimera,
an illusion that my love reveres.
an illusion that my love reveres.
November 7, 2024 at 3:43 AM
You are my longing, my sweet chimera,
an illusion that my love reveres.
an illusion that my love reveres.
The wind carries your scent in its breeze,
a fragrance of love that you need so much.
a fragrance of love that you need so much.
November 7, 2024 at 3:43 AM
The wind carries your scent in its breeze,
a fragrance of love that you need so much.
a fragrance of love that you need so much.
Your voice is a whisper on moonlit nights,
my heart beats with rhythm and fortune.
my heart beats with rhythm and fortune.
November 7, 2024 at 3:42 AM
Your voice is a whisper on moonlit nights,
my heart beats with rhythm and fortune.
my heart beats with rhythm and fortune.
Every night I dream of your hug,
a promise of love in every tie.
a promise of love in every tie.
November 7, 2024 at 3:42 AM
Every night I dream of your hug,
a promise of love in every tie.
a promise of love in every tie.
Your lips are fire that lights my soul,
a balm of love that brings calm.
a balm of love that brings calm.
November 7, 2024 at 3:41 AM
Your lips are fire that lights my soul,
a balm of love that brings calm.
a balm of love that brings calm.
Your laughter is a melody that brightens my day,
a love song that would never end.
a love song that would never end.
November 7, 2024 at 3:41 AM
Your laughter is a melody that brightens my day,
a love song that would never end.
a love song that would never end.
In your eyes I see the entire universe,
an infinity of sincere love.
an infinity of sincere love.
November 7, 2024 at 3:40 AM
In your eyes I see the entire universe,
an infinity of sincere love.
an infinity of sincere love.
You are my sunshine on cloudy days,
my refuge in storms and angry thunder.
my refuge in storms and angry thunder.
November 7, 2024 at 3:40 AM
You are my sunshine on cloudy days,
my refuge in storms and angry thunder.
my refuge in storms and angry thunder.
Your voice seems from another time,
It no longer has that warm tone
from before, nor the complicity
As always, they are just words
and his affection is now discreet:
There is no longer a message in your messages.
It no longer has that warm tone
from before, nor the complicity
As always, they are just words
and his affection is now discreet:
There is no longer a message in your messages.
November 5, 2024 at 8:24 PM
Your voice seems from another time,
It no longer has that warm tone
from before, nor the complicity
As always, they are just words
and his affection is now discreet:
There is no longer a message in your messages.
It no longer has that warm tone
from before, nor the complicity
As always, they are just words
and his affection is now discreet:
There is no longer a message in your messages.
The guitar
makes dreams cry.
The sob of souls
losses
it escapes through his mouth
round.
And like the tarantula,
weave a big star
to hunt sighs,
that float in your black
wooden cistern.
makes dreams cry.
The sob of souls
losses
it escapes through his mouth
round.
And like the tarantula,
weave a big star
to hunt sighs,
that float in your black
wooden cistern.
November 5, 2024 at 8:24 PM
The guitar
makes dreams cry.
The sob of souls
losses
it escapes through his mouth
round.
And like the tarantula,
weave a big star
to hunt sighs,
that float in your black
wooden cistern.
makes dreams cry.
The sob of souls
losses
it escapes through his mouth
round.
And like the tarantula,
weave a big star
to hunt sighs,
that float in your black
wooden cistern.
My life is a wasteland,
flower that I touch takes off its leaves;
that on my fatal path
someone is sowing evil
for me to pick it up.
flower that I touch takes off its leaves;
that on my fatal path
someone is sowing evil
for me to pick it up.
November 5, 2024 at 8:23 PM
My life is a wasteland,
flower that I touch takes off its leaves;
that on my fatal path
someone is sowing evil
for me to pick it up.
flower that I touch takes off its leaves;
that on my fatal path
someone is sowing evil
for me to pick it up.