my heart is pierced...my T rejects the song of my lips
whence my damsel, shall i come upon my golden boda boda and carry you off into the land of happiness to live with you and share my waking moments holding thee...your hair against my chest, my hands holding yours...where shall we go..to be alone with the stars only to gaze upon us
and she laughs, her laugh fills the air, and makes me want to say her name...the mere roll of her name is like sweet fragrance on the bedspread Ta...
like the morning chirping of the swallow, like the whole world is as one and in that one moment...that single silent voice speak and all i hear is Ta...
she inspires me to new heights,to places i have not been to, to depths of my heart i thought i never had, she has found me, and in me found a passion, the song i sing only for you, the song of passion that only he who has discovered true love could even comprehend, she has found a jewel, rough it may be, she has brought it forth and in her, it shall be made perfect
those are the melodies of my heart, the sound of your voice has strummed the strings of this heart and all it can do is sing, a song of love, a song of sadness and yet of of joy, for where once there was emptiness now you are there, yet this cursed sea would dare to keep us apart, oh for the the world to know, that not even the sky nor depth would keep me away from you, that i would dare any storm to challenge me, i would prevail for my heart beats for you,Ta..., my heart beats.....only....for you
so gal,you shall believe when i hold your hand, and gaze in your eyes, remind you that even i am a mortal man, yet this mortal man has had his heart pierced, with the arrow of cupid,a mortal blow has been struck, and it is at your feet that i lay, given completely to your love
the words of my mouth shall come forth and be true when they shall speak of you
whence my damsel, shall i come upon my golden boda boda and carry you off into the land of happiness to live with you and share my waking moments holding thee...your hair against my chest, my hands holding yours...where shall we go..to be alone with the stars only to gaze upon us
and she laughs, her laugh fills the air, and makes me want to say her name...the mere roll of her name is like sweet fragrance on the bedspread Ta...
like the morning chirping of the swallow, like the whole world is as one and in that one moment...that single silent voice speak and all i hear is Ta...
she inspires me to new heights,to places i have not been to, to depths of my heart i thought i never had, she has found me, and in me found a passion, the song i sing only for you, the song of passion that only he who has discovered true love could even comprehend, she has found a jewel, rough it may be, she has brought it forth and in her, it shall be made perfect
those are the melodies of my heart, the sound of your voice has strummed the strings of this heart and all it can do is sing, a song of love, a song of sadness and yet of of joy, for where once there was emptiness now you are there, yet this cursed sea would dare to keep us apart, oh for the the world to know, that not even the sky nor depth would keep me away from you, that i would dare any storm to challenge me, i would prevail for my heart beats for you,Ta..., my heart beats.....only....for you
so gal,you shall believe when i hold your hand, and gaze in your eyes, remind you that even i am a mortal man, yet this mortal man has had his heart pierced, with the arrow of cupid,a mortal blow has been struck, and it is at your feet that i lay, given completely to your love
the words of my mouth shall come forth and be true when they shall speak of you
"she inspires me to...depths of my heart i thought i never had, she has found me, and in me found a passion, the song i sing only for you, the song of passion that only he who has discovered true love could even comprehend, she has found a jewel, rough it may be, she has brought it forth and in her, it shall be made perfect"
wow
Gal, this emotional biz is too much for me...
Otherwise are you on an experiment mission with the template?Looks good
My hand quivers
This pen starts to slip as my fingers turn to butter
For such prose is as never beheld ere this day. Heart skips with every line... skips without rope my dear, without rope.
Prepare the trampon. Am standing at the peak of CHAM towers. The lovely custodian of my heart won't stop the tears. Only one quill will calm the heart...bringing me to perfection. One quill I desire, the quill that wrought such beautiful lyric or is it rylic?
so everyone knows you pasted this from somewhere right???? or is it just me. Hehehehe.