your skin is my flesh,
with blood flowing in my veins.
your heart is my aviary,
where the laity after the flight.
Your eyes are my way,
the road illuminated by the powerful sun.
your kiss is my soul
soul a desire for passion.
Your hands are my friends,
take me through my happiness.
your soul is my paradise,
the one above the sky.
mine-free world and body, getting my face?
face of my song for your heart be heard?
Let us be the only flower with roots red-tipped.
my dream will end their search, if you're here.
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