how many times i wished to say it..
wished that you can feel it,
wished that i can write it..
and on your wall`s heart, engrave it..
wish that my feelings become an ink,
and your sky a paper,
and on your moon, drawing it, ,
i love you......
how much i wished that my love is a rose,
to let you wake up at its perfume..
wished that my love is a hug,
to slumber in my lap...
wished my love is a story,
to infatuate in your dream...
love you....
if my heart speak, , must speak your name..
if were eye painter, must draw you...
if were a hand talk, must talk about your softy...
but only i have, my lips, ,
all what i can say, , , love you...
love you with all i owned,
and what i own just you..
your love make me happy,
your love weaken me,
your love killed me, and gave me a life, ,
love you in all the meanings of love..
hope that i have a wider heart, ,
to love you more and more, , ,
after loving you, i forgot a language talk, ,
and just still remeber one thing, ,
i love you, i love you...
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