My Destiny of My Heart Through the Light
Hello mate with the smile of a sweet peach, how may I help you angel.
She had a smile that would calm the savage breast of the beast before an attack.
Her teeth of pearly white and small dimples in her cute cheeks, how I long to kiss those soft cheeks.
A pretty smile that deserves a soft kiss upon her lips.
A natural nude color of her lips, they need no lip stain; however, the lip stain would add more to you in a form of a compliment.
Seeing your feet every morning before you got ready for work, white and of red polish.
How I longed to embrace your sweet form and draw in your pleasant scent.
Your hair is beautifully blond and medium length.
Your eyes are a pool of water in Cinque Terre.
They draw me into a smile.
Your voice calms my soul.
May I say to you, I love knowing you.
A troubadour in my heart.
A troubadour in your heart.
I hope to God you are ok my soul mate.
I hope you succeed.
I may be able to catch a glimpse of you on a Sunday at our mutual location.
Only then can I say thank you.
Only then can I hold your hand and embrace you as my sister in the eyes of the Messiah.
Only then can I greet you in my European way.
To you I would like to say, “in another time our hands were together in white and black.”
Praise to Allah for us meeting; maybe someday our paths will cross again.
Possibly you may become a part of my heart; however, only Yahweh will place you into a lower role than that of a wife.
I will still say I love you.
A dynasty of events has become our destiny, Miss D. Grazie mi bella ragazza di Bianca.
La mia angela di capelli di biondi.
Bachiami.
Copyright © Aaron Vialpando | Year Posted 2020
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