Nothing like love
nothing like love...
A cold flame,
burns so hot it freezes me...
Undying devotion,
that's what love means...
We started this travel
With our hearts in our hands...
Hands are intimate objects of affections
Hold hands on dirty streets, forget the vague...
Okay.
I promised, I told you I'd try...
This boy... he's a sour orange juice
That washes over me, like a wave to cruise...
I agree it is not easy,
to think of new poems for you...
I can't say anything
i can't endure anything...
He is the outline of an ordinary day
greeting my fluttering eyelashes with a kiss...
Celebration of passions
Underneath love there...
He said he never met anyone like me...
I was a one of a kind...