Your love is an “I love you” when you leave,
to sigh between two, is not to see you and to die.
Your love is that sweet look,
flowers in the vase, kisses at dawn.
Your love is every reason to live,
it is the flame that lights up inside me.
Your love is a slow fire that burns inside me until eternity.
sweeter than honey,
more honest than bread,
softer than the skin,
deeper than the sea.
It is your love to give yourself whole and then
to risk your life without fear of losing,
It is more exciting than a game of chance.
My favorite job, my ideal size.
It is your love to go to heaven and come back,
It is to see the sun fall in the sunset
It is giving yourself until you die
and being born again
Your love is a subtle perfume,
an afternoon without sun, an April rain.
It is your love, give us our soul,
forgive the mistake, your warmth on my pillow.
Your love is every reason to live,
it is the flame that lights up inside me.
Your love is a slow fire that burns inside me until eternity.
sweeter than honey,
more honest than bread,
softer than the skin,
deeper than the sea.
It is your love to give yourself whole and then
to risk your life without fear of losing,
It is more exciting than a game of chance.
My favorite job, my ideal size.
It is your love to go to heaven and come back,
It is to see the sun fall in the sunset
is giving yourself until you die
and being born again...

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