Monday, August 13, 2007
beautiful as you, my love...
You can depend
On certainty
Count it out and weigh it up again
You can be sure
You’ve reached the end
And still you don’t feel
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
You are, yes you are
You can ignore
What you’ve become
Take it out and see it die again
You can be here
For who’s a friend
And still you don’t feel
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
You are, yes you are
Innermost thoughts
Will be understood and
You can have all you need
Do you know
You know about anything
Do you know
You know about anyone
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
Do you know you’re beautiful
You are, yes you are
Mandalay/Beautiful
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
take my breath away....
Today I took a long walk. A long walk out of Paris. I was tired of all the things within and without it. I was tired of walking the same path, the same small streets. So I went back where it all began. I have walked one more time the path that led me here. I have walked with pride cause the things were different right now. Cause my soul and my heart were richer like never before. Like never I would imagine they would be. Because of the simple things someone gave me that filled my empty life as I never expected them to.
I saw places I have not seen for a long time. I smelled air that filled my lungs with long gone memories and I have said yes, I have made it. I am now a whole person filled with more that I could believe I'd be. And all these feelings that sway my heart are just of one's gift. A small gift that turned a person around. A small smile that opened a brighter day. A touch of an angel that took my breath away.
And even though you would not see what's inside me, as one once said " No one can tell you you're in love, you just know it, through and through", as that I know now that it is true. And does not matter what the weather says, does not matter what the wind tells you, does not matter what the other want you to believe - you are in love.
I love you my sweet angel ...
I saw places I have not seen for a long time. I smelled air that filled my lungs with long gone memories and I have said yes, I have made it. I am now a whole person filled with more that I could believe I'd be. And all these feelings that sway my heart are just of one's gift. A small gift that turned a person around. A small smile that opened a brighter day. A touch of an angel that took my breath away.
And even though you would not see what's inside me, as one once said " No one can tell you you're in love, you just know it, through and through", as that I know now that it is true. And does not matter what the weather says, does not matter what the wind tells you, does not matter what the other want you to believe - you are in love.
I love you my sweet angel ...
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