Hanh My Nguyen

(March6th / Vietnam)

The Art We Made


It is the Art we made
Why to be accidental when both of us had done
We drew our life and we new it did come
With our head our blood and our hands
We had drawn the lines two to become one

Nothing by mistake
I know it is true
We had met and we would have many things to do
I had loved you since the unknown fate
And I am sure you can never found the date
That you started your love to me
Our love began from the first start of the sea
From each water dropp pouring into everything
I know our love can never be ending
How much I share
How much you care
We see smiles lighting our faces
Yes we are colouring our life running way

It is magical to know you
Even here or there
I feel you everywhere
You live in my heart
You stay in my soul
You are unique and all
If one day river went dry
Sunshine suddenly said bye
Be sure no die for us
Our love is forever because

It is the Art we made
Why to be accidental when both of us had done
We drew our life and we new it did come
With our head our blood and our hands
We had drawn the lines two to become one

Go everywhere just stay in heart
That you have a landing park
I stay there always warmly with cares
Touch your hand to heart and you can see that I am there

It is the Art we made
It is the same director we run
It is the life we would come
It is
I love you
And I know you love me even more than that

Submitted: Friday, June 26, 2009

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