sexta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2013

BREEZE




BREEZE

The morning breeze is touching me
making a caress on my face,
brushing my skin slowly
with so subtle touches, a delight.
I get this wind your affection
and feel a joy like no other.
Love as entered in my way
As gentle and natural
Changed my story for sure
Leaving my life much lighter
In the waters of love, nature
Bringing meekness already touch me
And make my dreamy eyes,
Captives loves forever ...


MARCOS LOURES

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