Treasure Island

Marvin Brato Sr

(March 2,1960 / Davao City, Philippines)

' A First Love '


Reckoning love I obtain
Overflowing like fountain.
Now I feel no emptiness
Every second is happiness.
Love is what i need
Life is wonderful indeed.
Yes I finally found someone
None else but a special one.

Care and true love
A blessing from above.
Being in love so deeply
Attraction so strong really.
Heaven is where we stand,
Under our heart's command
Gentle touches of each hand.

Beautiful world I now dwell
In loving you so well.
Living becomes bright
Lots been going right.
On everything we share
Now I will always dare.
Echo my love freely
Sweet and tenderly.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Edited: Thursday, July 03, 2014

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