Arquivo de Dezembro, 2011

Answer

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I like birds.

Their chant is pure poetry.

I like the wind.

Its refreshing feel in my skin, the light touch in my hair.

I like the rain.

Somehow calming, somehow purifying.

I like the sun.

Lighting the darkest days and warming up my life.

I like the moon.

Mysterious and beautiful shining in the night sky.

And you…

Well, crazy as it sounds, your voice calms and makes me smile; your embrace is soft and warm; your mysterious eyes take me out of the darkness…

You are unique.

You are special.

You are my one and only love.

Sometimes I Wish I Were…

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Sometimes I wish I were a bird.

Free to fly wherever I want, feeling the fresh wind and the gentle sunlight on my feathers.

Sometimes I wish I were the wind.

Blowing everywhere, playing with people’s hair and dancing with the nature.

Sometimes I wish I were the rain.

Soft, cold, cleansing.

Sometimes I wish I were the sun.

Warm, bright, lighting up the world.

Sometimes I wish I were the moon.

Making you smile, making you sing, making you remember.

Crazy as it sounds, sometimes I wish I were none of this…

Sometimes I wish I were only me.

Because being me I can be with you…