The love of my life is like
The color in my eyes,
The words i utter,
She is cool and tender
The representative of my
The love of my life
Is like blood in my veins
When she is angry or absent,
I become soft as rain water.
Like magnet clinging to her is where i love to be,
To sing for her loves pleasant melodies
Like remedies of broken promises.
The love my life is like the rain to my soul,
Making me soft like soil and tall
Like a flourishing tree.
She is ever to install, the happiness over all
On the table of romance that
Can't be hiding even from far distance,
For instance, if she runs away from me,
I shall be down like a falling star....
Ever to remember, the first encounter.
We shall not be put asunder
For she is the symbol of a true lover.