today I want to give this poem from my book of dreams maria is your take him is a gift from my heart to yours ...... MARIA
Love,
that eternal wanderer,
heriundos dreams,
to feel loved,
and both old and corroded,
love never grows old, old tree
as latent
estubo always look after Visel,
lover who always waits for her beloved
love,
ferryman of words accompanying
calm the soul, but it is treacherous
words
love, bed of roses
is crimped,
kisses,
aromas of lilacs and lavender, love is
However,
and sometimes nothing,
abuses you and drags you down,
into a hollow of sadness and desolation of the soul
,
love,
is tears and laughter
cordoned off
is a kiss on the cheek or lips
awaiting departure
is eternal love,
living with us, and we conspire
...... YOUR WRITTEN BY MARIA MARIA BOOK DREAMS ...... FOR YOU I LOVE YOU ......
I LOVE YOU GIVE THIS song that sings WHEN MY CHILDREN WERE SMALL TO SLEEP ......
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